Staircase

I've been doing a lot of walking around Glasgow and I can't help looking through all the tall clear windows, open to let any hint of sunshine in. I keep imagining how I would furnish my room around a bay window. Maybe I've been looking through other people's windows for inspiration.

I think of sitting at my desk back in Melbourne looking out to the people passing by. I wonder what they can see of my room from the street; what details would they pick up on?

The other day I was walking along the edge of Kelvingrove Park and became fascinated by these sections of wide stepped staircases that I could see through some windows. It seems unusual to have a staircase through the middle of a window; I wonder where do they go? What rooms do they connect? An optical mystery as I look in from the outside.

Roddy

I found this on the ground walking around the city of Edinburgh. 

Lunch by Water of Leith

With new friend

Edinburgh

Marched eastward this evening wanting to climb Arthur's Seat but by the time I got to the base it started spitting and then it quickly started pouring. I'm realising that this is typical of Scottish weather. I gave up on the ascent, took shelter under some trees and started consuming things beginning with b - blue cheese, baguette, blackberries, (bah)gordon's gin...

Lancashire

I haven't been taking many photos of my travels

I've been seeing a lot but I find it hard to discern what I want to document photographically. I often feel like taking photos of a big city is a waste of time as it is now so easy to retrieve a million images of that city. I always ask myself, 'what will I want to look back on?' and 'why do I need to take this photo?'

Photography is a strange medium to me; I use it a lot, yet it is always for documentation or as a means to realise an idea in a different medium. I feel so overwhelmed with the amount of photographic images I see each day that my reaction is to try and produce a minimal amount of my own photographs. I still feel obliged to carry my camera with me everywhere though.

If one of my reasons for not taking many photographs is the dread of looking back on a mountain of images and being unable to find the information that I'm looking for then why do I also carry around my journal each day and fill it up with pages of illegible writing that is incredibly difficult to read back through? It seems I view the process of photographing very differently to writing. How do I view drawing?

Today I took two photographs, both at the Tate Liverpool. I realised just now that they are both of windows.

Lucy McKenzie, Side Entrance 2011

Giant Onions!

Had to step into the garden bed and pat these beauties. A grey day exploring the world of The Barbican.

Gourmet Down and Out in London