Documentally, whom I have followed in various places for a while, alerted me to a museum that completely passed me by when I was in Berlin a few weeks ago: the Digusting Food Museum. I doubt I would have sprung for the €16 it apparently required, though I might next time if only to answer a questi...
Cracking ride yesterday with RuotaLibera, the Rome chapter of FIAB that I belong to. It was billed as a Christmassy ride around the parks of the south of Rome, and it was a blast. The guides had mapped out a great route that had a few exciting moments — roundabouts where you’re never quite certain...
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about my photographs, why I take them, why and where I share them, and how to do that from now on.
A couple of days ago I tackled some salt-preserved lemons I had made about a year ago, just my terrace-grown lemons and salt. I had failed to notice that the air-trap fell out some time ago and the top layers, where more oxygen was available, had played host to a grey-green mould that had turned the...
“It’s a lot like the old days of trying to get a good colour print at home,” was the best I could come up with. “You print one of those test images that came with the printer, with all those different skin colours, and you discover that the pretty pink baby actually has a slight green tinge.”