Goodbye Dover

It’s been a while since my last post, definitely too long. The trouble is, with work and other commitments it’s nice to sometimes relax. I have been taking photos throughout the time you haven’t heard from me, but just sometimes it’s nice to take photos and let them speak for themselves.

It comes to a point, as a photographer where you wish people would see photos as art. People can pass by so many scenes that to a photographic eye could look amazing.

Dover is full of amazing photos, while working there it’s hard to find many of them. Although this one caught my eye on the journey and it just shows that one person doing something might not be as powerful as a collective. These are admission stickers to Dover castle that have been stuck on the back of a road sign close to the car park.

It shows how people want to leave a part of them there, be a part of something and feel like they belong.

Maybe you alone can’t make a difference, but if everyone thought that then there really would only be one guy shouting to get his voice heard.

All the best
Char

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Read for pleasure

No one should read nothing. It’s been a long time since I have picked up a book and read it cover to cover, but ‘the fault in out stars’ has captivated me and has been a great start to reading a book just for pleasure all over again.

It has such a touchy subject as the key point in the book, but never once skirts around the reality of cancer in a child or how the main character ‘Hazel’ feels about being ‘a side effect’ as they all seem to call themselves. It isn’t a typical ‘ I feel sorry for myself about my cancer’ but instead a book about how a teenager will never grow up, even if she grows in age her parents will always have to be there. I haven’t read the whole book yet but strongly recommend it already.

Books are being replaced by tv and films, and kids now a days don’t bother with the book, as quite often the good ones are made into a film. What they don’t realise is you loose so much detail, from a book that could take you a week to read, to be crammed into 90-120 minutes. How does that seem fair to someone’s creativity? Aspects lost that reader gripped onto, or story lines just completely dropped because it doesn’t fit in with the directors view.

You can get so lost in a book, and forget your surroundings. It isn’t quite the same at a cinema.

Take a moment for yourself

All the best
Char

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Day in, day out

People walk across the millennium bridge everyday to work, just thinking that it’s been so much easier since the bridge has been built. Never thinking about how it was built or who slaved over hours designing it.

Architecture is possibly a form of forgotten art. People appreciate the old, but the new is sometimes forgotten. That being said, the art of architecture has been lost somewhat, with houses all looking the same and no thought or effort being made to make people stop and look like there once was.

Art comes in many thoughts and sometimes you can forget so many of them.

Art is in the heart, the eye and the mind of the beholder. Not in the critique of the masses

All the best
Char

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