Wednesday 21 February 2007

Kite

Watched a red kite sail on big lazy wings along the ridge of our 17th century cottage, searching for carrion like its medieval ancestors . Only a TV aerial spoiled the picture.

Wednesday 14 February 2007

London Fashion Week



The highlight of the day was the Preen show, not so much because of the clothes which were very nice, but because the amazing venue at Lords Cricket Ground was so brightly lit that writers were complaining of headaches. But the models seemed to be floating in space, and the photographers had room to work, and we went away happy.
Those who think that catwalk photography is all glamour and fun and frippery, should know that a certain well respected British national newspaper uses one of its war photographers to cover the London, Milan and Paris collections.

Thursday 8 February 2007

Richard III - An Arab Tragedy


Photographed the dress rehearsal for 'Richard III - An Arab Tragedy' by the Sulayman Al-Bassam Theatre Company at the RSC's Swan Theatre. Just brilliant to watch Shakespeare's relevance to modern day Middle East - West politics, and mostly in Arabic too! Sulaman Al-Bassam was directing with a stinking cold, poor man. The photograph shows Richard III in his "My kingdom for a horse" moment played by Fazek Kazak.
(Richard was the ruthless one who's thought to have killed the princes in the tower to secure the crown and was ousted and killed in battle two years later by Henry Tudor)

Snow


Global warming went on hold in England today for 24hours and for once it snowed, and it was just a treat to look at. Thing was, I drove 180 problem-free miles to Stratford-upon-Avon and back. My writer couldn't make it from London because the trains were disrupted by weather. Airports were closed for part of the day, schools closed, and people stayed at home. I sometimes feel guilty about using a car so much, no matter how low its emissions, and repeatedly hear politicians spouting off on the subject of overcowded roads, but it's usually me that turns up on time, not the public transport users, bless their cotton socks.