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THE WORLD IS BEING SWALLOWED UP BY IVY

Published on July 6, 2014September 14, 2014 by chrisrenney8 Comments

THE ILLUSTRATED AND STUDDED MAN

Published on July 6, 2014September 14, 2014 by chrisrenney8 Comments

Paraphrasing Ray Bradbury’s fictional tattooed man for this image. Lovely bloke who was happy for me to take his picture. Thank you.

YOU CAN RUN BUT YOU CAN’T HIDE

Published on July 6, 2014September 14, 2014 by chrisrenney4 Comments

I was awandering through a nearby ‘city’ and saw a group of young people just chilling out and I asked If I might take some photos. Most agreed, some (like this lady) tried to hide and others put their hoods over their heads (or rather one bloke did). I also got lectured by a young woman, not of the group(s), and asked why I was photographing them and that I should ask their permission and also that I should explain the what and the why to them. Which I had. Now I am all for respecting privacy and understand that the internet is a nasty place at times but so is the real world. I know she was trying to ensure their safety but God she was pompous.

Anyway took a few and will be posting these quite quickly as some of those pictured took the website address.

Thank you to all of you who participated.

WAIT FOR US DAD

Published on July 4, 2014 by chrisrenneyLeave a comment

AFTER SUERAT

Published on July 4, 2014 by chrisrenney6 Comments

Not Pointillism I know but there is a look about because of the chain link curtain

A LONG DROP FOR FATHER CHRISTMAS

Published on July 4, 2014 by chrisrenney3 Comments

Looking up a chimney at Kirby Hall – rather lovely I think.

THE WORDS WILL FADE

Published on July 4, 2014 by chrisrenney1 Comment

Written in felt tip pen this will disappear as it ages and becomes more weathered. I hope the recipient of this does not disappear too.

ALONE TOGETHER

Published on July 4, 2014 by chrisrenney8 Comments

As far as I can tell, almost no-one in this picture is looking at anyone else. I also love the Nirvana T-Shirt although this lass was not born when Cobain died. It is one of those teenage angst things which I am sure you experienced. I know I did.