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Using the Site

You can navigate the fotos on my site in two ways:

1. Click on the Creative or Travel headings on the right to open a list of galleries below each heading, or,

2. Click on the + (plus) sign next to Creative or Travel to open a list in the main window. This list also has a brief explanation of what you'll find in the gallery and why I do am pursuing the idea.

Viewing the Pictures

When looking at the photographs you have to click each thumbnail to see them in the next size up. To see them full size, click on the image. This opens a larger version with no toolbar etc cluttering the place up. To return to the website click anywhere on the screen.

Brightness

My monitor, an Acer AL1906 flat screen, is set to about 40% brightness, which makes it pretty dark. You may find that some of the photos here are washed out or overly bright on your monitor. I spend a good eight hours or more looking at the screen and I've turned it down in the hope that it will not burn my eyes out of their sockets.

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UK > Aylesbury (12)

Aylesbury may not be glamorous but it was the launchpad for my adult life: the voyage of discovery that continues to make me want to create and explore the world. I started playing the guitar here, got into the wonderful punk band, Peter Out and the Faders, discovered sex and drugs, got arrested, and met hundreds of weird and wonderful people. I recently took a trip down memory lane with Peter Out's guitarist and songwriter, Mark Finnis. Hence these photos. The town is alternatively attractive and ugly. The newer buildings seem to have dropped into position from a conveyor belt of post 60 modernism straight into the middle of town without any thought or care for how they fit in. If you see the shopping centre you'll know what I mean: it's amazing how the architects have fitted so much ugliness into such a small space. But if you walk up towards the church you can see some lovely winding streets and beautiful timber frame houses that are centuries old. And right in the centre, though hidden behind rows of Victorian terraces, is the Grand Union canal, which is lined with colourful barges that stick two fingers up at the monsterous carbuncles ganging up on the horizon.