. softly she dreams waters deep, curious serpents nudge at her feet sighing mermaids lounge on rocks idle in their romance disinterested they curl graceful hands teasing droplets into watery playthings they cup her sweet face, gently caress cool cheeks . further she drifts down the stream carried along on a unicorn’s dream motherly sirens swarm, curving lithe frames arch her slumber murmuring ancient…
Mud+snot+four-year-olds just seem to go together. Today was a day full of both. All three, actually I should say (apart from the fact that all of my days are full of four-year-olds). I handed out tissues to catch runny noses and cleaned muddy boots before I lined them up neatly. I made snowflakes and drank pretend tea from tiny plastic cups. I praised and…
He arrived home with two dead pheasants on his back, and thought it would be funny to dangle them in front of my face as I answered the door. I screamed. The boy was amused. The girl less so. He hung them in the garden shed in the dense, bleak night, and after the snow had begun to fall, and a snowmen had been…
So you thought the iPhone 4s was the best camera phone ever? Well, I thought so too. But, a friend of mine recently lent me their Nokia 808 pureview to have a play with, so I spent a week with the Nokia in my pocket instead of the iPhone, and I have to say, I was quite smitten. For the techy types amongst you,…
Once upon a time the photographer was thought of as something of an alchemist. A shadowy, enigmatic figure who spent far too much time frequenting small, dark, windowless spaces, wearing a faint aroma of ammonia and something like salt and vinegar crisps. He* would produce beautiful images, which would appear before your very eyes – as if by magic – from blank sheets of…
I had to share because, wow, these are amazing, and actually gave me goosebumps looking at them. I can only imagine their impact “in the flesh”. Exquisite. Ysabel LeMay’s Innovative Photo Fusion.
© images and content Emily Hughes and searchingtosee, 2013
Hello. I’m sorry for the prolonged absence. The past few months have been a whirlwind. Really. Almost too much. It’s true what they say it never rains but it pours. As the swollen Thames threatens to burst its banks with the recent heavy rains, we too feel the strain and stress of taking on too much. The Christmas break was sorely needed. But, we…
Originally posted on Sixand5:
Photography by Li Hui.