A few clichés of Paris, the best town in the world for “moody metro” photos. and now in […]
Author: Nick Rowswell
Time to empty the trash, but as always I stare deep down into the bag for photographic inspiration […]
I posted a poem on Armistice day – 11th November. It was a fursy draught. Here is the […]
15th November -Christies New York auction rooms at the Rockerfeller centre, a David Hockney painting sells for just […]
12th November Incoherent ramblings on those Christians with a Christian name and cabbages and the best time spread manure […]
It is the hundredth year of war. Even though the war has been over for a hundred years […]
« Today we are celebrating the 100th anniversary of the end of the First World War » – the words […]
I love a good elephant joke, though considering the current plight of the poor pachyderm very soon there […]
Early Saturday Evening In a red brick North London street Endless drab grey rooftops, Tall clay chimney pots. […]
Continuing in the series of Autumn scribblings – November – a poem on crossing a bleak land of […]
Chez Nick 