Self-portaits

I’ve spent the evening playing with colour, light and the self: (into the light from over my shoulder, hand-held, late afternoon) (into the light again, from the kitchen into the back garden, on the timer, early evening)

Regaining my independence

I’m finally picking up the car tonight, after waiting since the beginning of the year to be earning enough. It’s a red Citroen AX, and it’s nearly as old as me, but I’m assured it still goes. I’ll post some proper photos when I get it home.