Saturday, February 09, 2008
Lake Annecy
Two weeks ago M and I were in Lake Annecy, in the French Alps. We stayed in the most magnificant converted old house in Menthon-St-Bernard, half way down the east side of the Lake. It was cold, and lovely. I haven't finished scanning images that I took there, but here are two taken with the lovely Voigtlander 15mm on the Leica.

Fleeting glimpses of other worlds.
Living in a big city and spending my time in big cities (or between them) I sometimes, briefly, wonder what it must be like living out in the middle of the country. On a train somewhere through the UK, or driving along a highway somewhere else I see these little hamlets or solitary houses and find myself thinking, what does anybody do here? A selfish, arrogant thought, I realise, but I can't help it. It may be why this is the way I usually photograph these sorts of places - whilst flying past them at 100km/h. The following photograph was taken on the road between Madrid and Salamanca, in late December.









