Death is a taboo.
Though it is pretty much the only certainty in life, something that we all have in common, conversation on the matter tends to become a series of tag-lines and long silences. We, typically in England, tend to not talk about the notion of mortality because really no one can truly comprehend the idea that one day they will not exist.
The undertaker works within this taboo every day, guiding people like a shepherd through their darkest days and seeing people through to the other side.
Fotografia Magazine just put up a feature about my (old) Squash Players series – which is nice.
I also come across really arty – which is cringe.
H E R E
Moments after the security at Continente apprehended Kirsty from taking a wheely basket back to the hotel. Caught red handed.
This is Mehmet. He is the ‘Treasurer’ and 2nd/3rd choice goalkeeper of my sunday league football team. Out on a Christmas drink last year we got chatting about hobbies and interests. It eventually escalated to me taking his picture while he was wearing his leather dog outfit. Mehmet is a recently qualified accountant and lives with his parents and sister in North London.
…contemporary avant-garde composer…
…receptionist extra in 80’s action film…
Old boys on bikes with carries bags on their handlebars.
All the rage in Olhão.