Reflections of 2015 (Part 1)

I originally wrote this on New Years Day and it kind of got out of hand (more so than usual for me). What started as a run-down of the past year and a quick look to the upcoming one turned into a 2000 word essay. So I have split it up into two “more manageable” ones. Here is Part 1 about Last year. Part 2 will follow in a day or two. Happy New Year!


Goodbye 2015

Here it is Day One of the New Year and I am late posting my round-up of last year. Can’t say things don’t change eh? I had planned for this post to be done well before the New Year happened so that I could do a separate post about this upcoming year and a few goals I have in mind. More of that in a while though. (more…)

13 Years

13 years ago, I was no longer a stranger in a country that I dreamed of visiting for pretty much all of my life, but after that day all I really wanted to do was go home. The dream had been spoiled. Mickey Mouse and Apple Pie was no more and the movie screen was dim and the Cowboys and Indians were riding off into the sunset for the last time. On September 11th 2001 reality had come home and I didn’t want any part of it. (more…)


What should one do when every morning you wake up and think –

“Today is the day the duck is broken! Today is the day I get back on the horse and get back to the grind and get back to my old self.”

…and then at Midnight you shut down the screen and you realise that it was just another Tuesday like the previous Monday where nothing got written and it was just like the previous Friday where no decent photograph was taken? (more…)

Project 39 – It Starts Here.

Yesterday was my 39th birthday. In the days leading up to yesterday I started to feel that I should “do” something to mark this year.

To me turning 40 is like the last great barrier to actually not being able to call yourself NOT an adult. Once you hit 40 you have no where to hide. It’s a slide down into definite middle age and you’re closer to retirement than you are leaving school. It’s no longer fun to get out of bed in the morning as you face the creaks and groans in your bones.

I have stated before that I really don’t feel my age, I haven’t for a long time. I certainly don’t feel 39. In the grand scheme of things my life has been totally different than I expected it to be. I had assumed when I was 16/18 that by 39 I would have a stable job and be doing the normal life thing. Mind you, my normal life involved working in Performing Arts and travelling the world being fantastic at everything I did (I was a cocky kid).

I decided after reading an article about 365 Photo journals that I would like to try and document this coming year. I could have tried to do the Instagram post a picture a day or some other such endeavour, but I tried something similar last year on and I got a few months in and things didn’t get much further. So I started to work out what kind of end package I wanted to leave. It was then that I came up with Project 39.

Project 39 is a blogged documentary about what happens through the next 52 weeks. It will take the form of weekly blog posts documenting the previous week through anything that takes my eye. Photos, New Stories, Web Pages.. anything. Some weeks it will be a humongous post that will take all day to write, others will be brief and to the point one photo that encapsulates the week.

I know that sounds like a regular blog.. and maybe it is.

I mentioned on my other blog that my Mental Health story was changing after discharge from the Mental Health Team, Project 39 is my chance to document what happens “in real life” after that happens and not have to hang everything on my health and how well my head is coping with the lack of sun.

Me May P39 1So there we have it. Each week, usually over the weekend at some point a Project 39 post will be posted. There may be other posts throughout the week not related to the project, reviews and opinions of whatever goes through my mind. I hope you join me as a I discover what my 39th year has to offer and what I can offer to the world in my 39th year.

Until Next Time…

Sunday Sky

Today in the UK it’s Mothers Day. Each year I am more thankful that my Mum has stuck by me and has given so much to help me get to where I am at the moment.

When I was a petulant youth I always thought that by the time I was in my mid 30’s I would have everything sorted out and be oh so bang on with everything. But, life can deal you some crappy hands and you need to re-evaluate what means most and how you handle things. I am so lucky that I have a really great family that is held together by a really strong woman… My Mum. (I would include a picture of her, but she is camera shy and I value my life far to much 🙂 )

Anyway onto today’s image. I plunged and got Diptic and whilst I am still learning how best to use it.. this is what I came up with today. It is straight forward to use and there is no real learning curve to getting started but I will be hunting down some tutorials to get a better grip on it.

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