I’m all about mountains and clouds, preferably taken mid-flight.
If you’ve been here a while, you’ll know that the above three are my vice when it comes to photography, and the flight home from Italy was no exception, because it meant a journey over the Alps.Many were still snow-capped, and hidden among the barren peaks were thawing glaciers, glittering in the sunshine. Snow is my favourite kind of water, only bettered when found on a mountain. Even in the height of the Mediterranean summer, they’re calling me, the devils.
CHECK IN: You may have noticed I’ve been a bit quiet recently. Usually, August is a time for shows and reviews, but working for the self-same festival comes with a few bias-related limitations this year (well, that and free time is gold-dust). The Unofficial Guide will be back either tomorrow/next week, as will the Round Ups!