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Images – taken by me – Inspired by others. A bigger collection can be found on my Flickr account just follow the link on the main page.

Over five days Worthy Farm is a venue where 170,000 people enjoy music, comedy, theatre, circus, cabaret, and other performing arts, but for the remaining 350 days it is a place of work. We conveniently forget this when leaving Glastonbury Festival considering the 500,000+ sacks of rubbish and the large assortment of camping gear carelessly abandoned by party goers. I wanted to capture a selection of photographs of when the land is at peace, as well as hunting down any telltale signs of the festival. There is something tranquil, but equally strange when walking around the site at this time. Instead of the loud music, smells of food cooking and the bustling crowds, you only have the noise of nature to interrupt your thoughts. When the music’s over, maybe we should all give a little bit more thought about the remaining 350 days of the year and leave no trace. I hope you enjoy the photographs.

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An unplanned stop on route to the Lake District at the Rheged Centre, Penrith, Cumbria. It’s a place where the arts meet food, shopping, and cinema, including live streaming of opera and ballet can be found under a green grass roof. I took these photographs from an exhibition at the Centre.

A peaceful place, a place of reflection, where the past and the future often cross paths. The Lake District, Cumbria, for me, is a place of tranquility and where time moves a little less quickly allowing the mind to think, inhale and take stock.

Sitting in the kitchen and viewing the garden. Realising the seasons are turning with the fading sun casting her beams of light lower and lower each day. The sunflowers are lowering their heads in saddened defeat.

Earning an income from the streets of bath city centre. The artist who stands perfectly still awaiting the clinging of coins in the collection box at their feet. The pigeon man who coerces tourist into photographs covered in birds, annoying the locals and cafe owners alike.

One of my favourite soul, funk, jazz bands on the musical circuit at this moment in time. Ephemerals don’t miss a beat. I took these photographs during the first of their two sets at the Wilderness Festival, Oxford.

A riverbank walk and the sights of autumn’s first gold, the leafs are changing colour and the air is distinctively chillier.

There are certain spots on the North Yorkshire Moors where you can stand and look out towards the north sea, or you can get lost in the winding roads that led to small, often forgotten villages and watching the clouds threaten with intent.

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Holding my breath and counting the clouds. Inhale, exhale. The sun slowly descends tonight. I’m standing on the decking at the rear of my house, just watching the city and the skyline. I live here, and I live. The city is talking, and her whispers carry through the air. I sit on the step and just watch, listen and take this photograph.

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