Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 29, 2008
For some unexplained reason my mate James takes a dislike to silhouettes but I’m quite a fan, here the Emo Kid is about to ‘Woop somebody’s ass’ in a kung foo stylee. In fact he was just trying to keep his feet dry (Something, I’m sure he won’t mind me saying, he failed at with [...]
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 29, 2008
I know I’m going against the grain of popular opinion here BUT drizzle does actually have it’s plus side.
Early morning, Welcombe Hedgerow.
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 15, 2008
Thought I’d give you a sneaky peak at the 7th Wave web site re-design I’m working on at the moment. It’s about 30% complete so far but I’m quite stoked with the new look and feel. The old site will continue in it’s current format until I get the new one online & fully tested [...]
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 13, 2008
The venerable Mr Phillips just doing what he does at Welcombe during ‘Super Sunday’.
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 10, 2008
S’funny but as soon as I saw this through the viewfinder I just knew it had to be converted to B&W. Don’t know exactly why, but it just did. The light in the trees is what floats my boat in this one.
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 9, 2008
As the sun nips behind a small, thin cloud all this craziness starts to happen! Who needs a polariser when you’ve got this to play with.
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 3, 2008
A few pix from the September archive. Hope you like um’
Apres Hurrican Swell
Dawlish (Dorkish) Warren
Post wave stranded pebble. I swear on my mother eyes I didn’t place it there. That would be against my manifesto.
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 2, 2008
I’ve found a new cure for the stresses of modern life & it’s quite simply this. Find a stream near you & go & mess about in it !!!. Be it a plain old splash-a-bout or a full on rope swing across the great divide thing. Do it. Felt SO much better for doing just [...]
Posted by: Stu Knowler on: October 2, 2008
The Emo kid in our garage ‘Pop Shoving It’ or some such youth speak.
I just used to whizz down the hill past the piggery all day long when I were a lad. Now look at um’. The kids of today ay!
In fact I never, EVER wish I was 13 again but today I could have [...]