tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7894179803373577422011-11-27T16:49:45.677-08:00Photography and Other MutteringsGwladhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14203305495989765158noreply@blogger.comBlogger481100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-789417980337357742.post-73289555768310155112011-04-30T05:52:00.002-07:002011-04-30T06:13:57.967-07:00

I've finally found the time to troll through my Balkans photos, thanks to a double dose of 4 day weekends thanks to Jesus and Wills & Kate.I tend to remember when and where I take all my pictures but none is more memorable than this photo from Macedonia.This small church, no bigger than a small garage, was set in a scene of rushing streams and broad leaved trees, sun shining and birds singing,

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It's 19:30 and I am packing up after a night and a day in Plovdiv and bidding the most relaxing hostel I've ever stayed at my farewell... at 21:30 I catch the Balkans Express from Plovdiv to Istanbul.Lack of time means I only have time for a braindump for now, I will expand later.Settled into the Hikers Hostel for my first dorm stay of the trip. A very relaxed and friendly crowd and a great

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Just about to catch the night train from Plovdiv to Istanbul so only time for dumping my mental notes, will expand later...On route to Plovdiv Train station concrete and art, monolithic uglyness, confusion and bad signageGreat graffiti too lateOld trains, smelly toilets Former communist countries offer choice -hot or coldPlains of '' or is this Patagonia?More monolithic cocrete remnants of

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Just about to catch the night train from Plovdiv to Istanbul so only time for dumping my rough mental notes, will expand later...KosovoCrows, bus stop assistance, future ex husband-if we could get past fact he would want to kill me.SkopjeMud on shoesBorder crossing toiletsSofiaShemales3 nights 3 bedsLoud GermansMineral bathsHanging around near centre of culture, shocking toilets (teenagers)Taxi

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The road to Pristina, Kosovo from Skopje, Macedonia didn't lend itself to the usual pursuits of shuteye or reading (me of my emancipated slave story and Mr Fidget of his conspiracy theories). It was two and a half hours of natural rumble strips, pot holes and hairpin bends, so much so I am of the opinion if they straightened the road out the trip would be half the time, if that! But it was worth

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After a slightly surreal evening in the company of the Quebecois speed junkie we set out to peruse the city of Skopje. Free running socialists, Romanian pickpockets, 7 o'clock curfew and a very wobbly Mr Francis (AKA Mr Fidget, Mr De Diddle Di De or Mr Fidle-Di-De).[Please forgive any spelling or grammatical errors, I am on a tight timeslot at the hostel, am typing at record speed and the spell

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Saturday morning we weren't up so bright and early due to the Macedonian wine, central heating and the rather volumpuous and floral duvets at our disposal - real duv-ettes! On top of that the power shower meant another long delay as we each did our best to drain the copious mountain streams and wash away as many sins as possible before we shake the arm (or rather the forearm) of Sweaty Jovan We

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A trek round in circles on only left over bread and a weak coffee and we were at the bus station heading south, only to change our mind for reasons I cant rightly recall now *other than the promise of a monastic interlude* and head north for Vevcani...Vevcani, a small mountain side village with traditional houses, running streams and a single restaurant declared independence during the breakup of

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After arriving in Ohrid's western med atmosphere there was little inspiration to explore yet we settled in for two nights, on both the first and second nights we went overboard on food and Macedonian wine and after having some difficulty sleeping the last night or so I was looking forward to a full tummy, warm feet and a restful nights sleep in our humble studio flat in the Yugoslav socialist

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Uncharacteristically up bright and early this morning to escape the gravity of Berat. Home-made breakfast with berry tea followed by espresso and we were on the bus to Elbasan with the U S of A Peace Core in Kucove.Not a place you'd expect to meet a North American however in the space of less than 15 hrs we found ourselves chatting with two - you'd think North America was big enough to keep all

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After a good nights sleep, surviving Ben's smelly feet (which is probably the most hazardous event of all my travels to date - bar the Israeli gun in my face in Nablus) and a hearty breakfast of cheese, grape jam and savoury doughnuts 'a la casa Tomor' we set out on a trudge up the many cobbled and winding alleyways of Berat, not unlike the winding paths and steps my Gran would lead us up and

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Been a while I know. I'm still alive and well but now in Macedonia. Long story short Internet cafes are few and far between since leaving Albania (go figure), you'd think it would be the other way around!Chapters to catch up on are:Hotel California (Berat)Smelly feetMilk bottle glasses MoonshinePeace Core Rain, Rain and more RainHorid Orid and backgammon on pharmaceuticalsViva la VinciniHotel

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After misreading my flight details and finding the Istanbul tramway down for maintenance the journey to Istanbul airport was a little more stressful than I had planned but the journey was uneventful after some initial adjustments and I arrived in good time to catch the plane journey from hell.Queuing isn't a strong point in these parts and the process of security checks and boarding the plane

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It's with a greater awareness that comes with old age I knew how the week leading up to my trip would eventually pan out...No fewer than five house guests, a maddening amount of work admin and late nights has meant I've arrived at my destination feeling a little deflated in the energy reserves. Something was watching over me this morning though, I awoke naturally and checked the clock at 6:30am,

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Finally found a proxy site that hasnt been blocked from Syria. I should be in bed, but the clock maker from Homs has had me walking around the less picturesque sites of Damascus in an attempt to broaden my horizons or impress, I am not too sure.Aleppo was uneventful unless you count the 12 hour tour of the dead cities and a 150km round trip to Krak des Chaviliers (sp?) in a mini bus of suspect

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[limited post: added by Dino - limited web access from Syria]Syria blocks Blogspot! ...please refer to http://twitter.com/dougalville where I will try to update with my basic movements until I am back online.

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[limited post: added by Dino - I have limited web access from Syria]Asalaam Alaykum! Harran? What Harran? Met a 20(?) year old Canadian from Vernon in BC hustling his way around the middle east and changed my plans from Harran to visit Kata and take a hike to the top of Namrut to see the sunrise. All plans change, nothing in life is a certainty and life has a habit of asserting itself... on the

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Met a 22yo brıtısh guy from Herefordshıre ın the Hostel cafe, lucky B#$$½# ıs on a round the world trıp! We hung out for the day as last nıght I ventured out agaın just because I could - sought out some lıve musıc, only the lıve musıc was two guys sıngıng ballards together. Gettıng weırder and weırder! - was very entertaınıng though and the beer wasnt too bad so rolled home around 2:30am.Woke up

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Got up late, just in time to catch breakfast of bread, salty cheese, boild eggs and black olives, surprısıngly yum! (ıgnore the weırd 'ı' characters, ıf ı thought Spanısh keyboards were odd these Turkısh keyboards are mınd bogglıng!)Headed over to Saltanahmet to take in the obligatory sights, taking in the view of the water and fishermen on the brigde on the way. Fishermen everywhere here, this

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Last minute panic packing and bed by midnight. Slept ok but awoke to techno alarm at stupid-o-clock and for once in my long snooze driven life I skipped the snooze button and jumpt out of bed - ok so it was more of a roll and a thump. Transit to airport issue free I arrived 2 hours early! ouch! Another first, no last minute check in and dash for the plane. Made a change but an extra 30mins of

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Ten long days until I'm back on the road for 21 days!This is for those of you who'll be following my blog and have asked me for my itinerary... I tend to draft a very optomistic itinerary and then just go with the road. So dont take this as any more of a wants list:Sept 26: London > Istanbul [TURKEY]Sept 26 – 29: Istanbul (2 days)Sept 29: Istanbul > Sanliurfa Sept 29 – Oct 01: Sanliurfa + Harran

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This is for those of you who have been asking for a pitiful photo of me doing my impression of a one armed bandit. I went under the knife on 24th July to have some pretty arcane slicing and dicing done on my shoulder called a Arthroscopic Subacromial Decompression and ACJ Excision. To cut a long story short, I had some bone shaven off the shoulder bone and my bicep tendon cut, shortened and

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Finally I have gotten around to finish downloading and editing the pics from my birthday party back in March... I know I know its been 4 months but I've endured a post party hangover from hell, lurgy my Canuk friends brought over with them, various other Canadian visitors, my old computer going to silicon heaven, work going all crazy busy and life's generally getting in the way of late. It's

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[After much scanning of web forums and the internet I have decided to pixelate the faces of the police officers in the above photo. As far as I can tell UK anti-terror laws now prohibit the publishing of photographs of police officers for whatever purpose, I therefore have no option other than pixelate or remove this image to comply with UK law]The G20 meeting in London has been hailed as a

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It’s with great surprise and a characteristic lack of pride that I can reveal The Dougal has made it to the ripe old age of 40 in one piece. I'm in that inbetween world where I'm not young enough to know everyting nor old enough to not care anymore. I seem to have found that inbetween worlds niche for myself for much of my life, so why be any different now? I have the acne scars to prove I was

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The most famous and popular of all the clowns in harlequinade and pantomime was Joseph Grimaldi. Despite his Italian name and family origins, he was born in London in 1779, dying in 1837.To this day he is commemorated annually by clowns in their own church, Holy Trinity in Dalston, East London at the beginning of February.There were a selection of clowns, old and new, good and bad, professional

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I remember, 6 years ago, being immersed in a book called 'The Commanding Heights: The Battle for the World Economy' by Daniel Yergin and Joseph Stanislaw.The book considers the shift of assets from central governments to private enterprise in Europe, Asia, Latin America, and the Middle East, and analyzes how such changes as deregulation and privatization will affect economic power in the world.

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Geogre Galloway MPTower Hamlets and City Amnesty held its annual Summer Festival at Christchurch near Spitalfields Market on 14 September. The event, a fund raiser and vehicle to raise awareness of a number of campaigns, with the main focus on Human Rights in the War on Terror, was opened by John Biggs, member of the London Assembly and closed with an impressive and pationate speech by George

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I've been working on the photography for a new web site winepsych.com due for launch in the next year. The author of the site is Miles Thomas, Psychologist. Spend an hour with Miles and his wife Sarah and you'll soon see where the idea for a wine psychology web site came from, as both are big on wine.This portrait is from the first sitting to establish a look and feel for the site's photography

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My little nephew is a photogenic little man. This summer I went camping in the Canadian Rockies with my my brother, sister-in-law and my nephew. I carted my photo gear and lights into the wilderness to get a portrait of them all together on holiday... as with most kids, my nephew likes getting his picture taken and this one was taken while we were waiting for dinner - only 20 mins earlier the

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While I have been living in London UK, I have been lucky enough to meet many interesting and talented individuals. One of which is Niki DaRold whom I met while taking a Photojournalism Course at the London College of Communication/University of the Arts London.Originally from Italy and living in London for the past 2 years, Niki is an accomplished photographer who blew me away with his photo

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All the photos on this site are copyright and should not be reproduced without prior written consent. All my photos are available for license... for more information, please send your enquiries to gwlad(at)hotmail(dot)com. Please provide details of the desired license usage including whether the image will be used on the web, in print (brochure, magazine etc), intended use (marketing, editorial

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I've known Tracey since 1994 when we worked in the same office. We had lots of fun in and outside of work and we have remained friends ever since. Our lives have changed a great deal in the past 14 years, and we were living on two different continents for over 10 years, but we have managed to stay in touch and she an important person in my life.Tracey met Chris in High School and back in 1996

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I have been lucky enough to have been working alonside Dan Jones, veteran Human Rights activist and author. Dan has been with Amnesty International since its beginning and he has been host for the City and Tower Hamlets Local Amnesty International group in London since 1980 (see http://www.towerhamletsandcityamnesty.blogspot.com/).I joined Dan's Amnesty Group earlier this year and have been

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Self portraits have always fascinated me. However, as I am not as photogenic as I would like (woe is me) I've steered away from my own self portrait in the past.Recently though, I had to produce a self portrait for my coursework so I finally had to turn the camera on myself for a change. I originally planned a bit of a protest by using high key lighting and as much in the image as possible to

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Back to an earlier theme, China. With the Beijing Olympics less than 3 months away, Amnesty International groups worldwide are using the event to publicise China’s Human Rights record.I am co-ordinating one such event for a local Amnesty group based in Tower Hamlets in London’s East End (Event at the St.John’s Church yard Stratford, in the Olympic Borough of Newham, on the afternoon of 28th June

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March saw the five year anniversary of the coalition invasion of Iraq and in October this year it will be seven years on from the invasion of Afghanistan. British and American troops are still entrenched in a campaign against the Taliban in Afghanistan and fighting Insurgents in Iraq, where the debate is on whether Iraq is slipping into a civil war, fuelled by funding from Syria and Iran. Is the

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Spring is here and its time to shake off the winter blues and get busy. One such project is a Photojournalism course I am doing at the London College of Communication (University of the Arts London).Assignment 01 is for the LCC newspaper and an article about the Elephant & Castle market. The LCC news story is about the multi-billion pound regeneration programme taking place locally that will

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The above picture was taken in Ramallah in October 2005.After years of travelling and taking pictures my friend has persuaded me to start a blog... Its about time! You can view my friend Judy's blog (who persuaded me to submit to my inner blog) here...I find photojournalism fascinating, although I was oblivious to its potential as a career when I was a teenager, so I found myself in the world of

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The London leg of the Olympic Torch Relay in the run up to the Beijing Olympics 2008 were marred with controversy, as they were to be in Paris, San Francisco and New Delhi. The controversy will likely continue throughout the relay, especially the planned Sydney and Tibet legs, and well after the Beijing Olympics have been and gone.You can see the rest of my photos here...I met the London leg of

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I spend Xmas every year in Alberta, Canada. I first started going there after my brother moved there in 1988 (or there abouts) to visit my brother and get some good snowboarding in, and now all my immediate family live there (my parents, brothers, their wives and my sister, both my brothers wives sisters and their families, my brothers in-laws and soon to be my other brothers in-laws), it has

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Buenos Noches de Puebla y Cholula!Hello folks... hope the bones aren't too chilly in old London town and north of the border. I am now in Puebla south east of Mexico city freezing my weary bones too. Its a surprising thing for me that Mexico can be so cold... it was 0C last night and I froze my balls off... it was only when i got up in the morning that i remembered i was using my sleeping bag as

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Buenas Noches de Morelia! siempre estoy escribir el correo electronico cuando cansado!?This is proving to be a tame trip for sure... next time I must head to the Columbian mountains or the deputed border between Peru and Chile to get my fix of danger... that said, things are going well and I've had my share of fried nerves.Last time I contacted the outside world I was somewhere in cuidad de

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Here I am in Cuidad de Mexico sitting in an internet cafe after getting lost somewhere south of the Centro Histôrico.Left work on Friday feeling like there was not enough preparation I could have done to prepare Neil for the unexpected number of projects and activity that has materialised over the past month or so. So needless to say I was a little stressed when leaving work, so I headed to the

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In May 2007, out of pure curiosity, I got involved in a 48hr film project at Stratford Circus Arts Centre in Stratford, East London. The project took place on a Saturday and Sunday, Saturday being the orientation with the filming equipment and logistics and the agreeing the film subject, defining the story and story boarding the shoot. Sunday was the actual shoot. We settled on a rather

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Post on Marrakesh and Essaouira in progress...

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Hello again from the Holy Land...If I recall, my last stated itinerary included a trip to Ein Gedi then onto Nazareth... the best laid plans, blah blah blah... things took a bit of a u-turn when I decided to visit Ramallah after meeting a Christian organization at breakfast in Jerusalem... the EAPPI escort Palestinian children to school through Jewish settlements and military checkpoints.The trip

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I am currently in my Old City Jerusalem hotel internet cafe, Arab style! I arrived in Tel Aviv on Saturday 1 October... in style, thanks to my London room-mate David who arranged an upgrade to business class, I didnt want the flight to end! ... relaxing with plenty of wine and food definitely got me into the holiday mood. As it was the Sabbat, I arrived to a very quiet Tel Aviv - until the sun

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