Off to Weeze in Germany. Back and forth I go.
Deep in the forest in Albania, close to monuments of bygone ages, there lay two peoples sleeping and their dog watching over them keeping guard. All close to a beautiful geyser. A strange and sometimes hostile country that still has lots of charm.
Sir Guy in future promotional head shots for
The End Of The Game documentary
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Glasgow proudly hosts the Commonwealth Games and temperature is just perfect for it. It’s rare that you’ll see so many happy faces but on this day there were so many I couldn’t capture enough of them. Better than taking generic photos of athletes I thought it made sense to show how vibrant and happy the city was in a few photos
The Barras Market in Glasgow.
This man used to be a trader who was at Paddy’s market for many decades.
He believes that the fate of The Barras will be the same as that of Paddy’s Market.
A polite and intelligent man.
This rotting apple reminded me of Dali’s Un Chien Andalou. The ants were all over the thing until I got the chance to take a photo and then typically they all fled and left and only a few remained.
A man on a fag and tracksuit trouser health kick in Glasgow.
A retired teacher and painter stands directly in the sun but shadows his eyes.
On Great Western Road a young 50’s styled hipster takes her K9 for a walk.
A very cool geezer.
Another very c0ol geezer.
Hats and beards
Live newscasts from Glasgow to the greater worlds are almost daily now.
A solitary child sits on Buchanan Street watching a busker playing some more.
A troubled looking man who’s maybe had one too many Sunday pints.
A hipster preacher tells us how it is in the kingdom of god.
A Chinese man looks on as the hipster preacher tries to grab some Glasgow shoppers attention
A torn Scottish flag waves in the wind as two ladies quickly turn their backs to me.
This elderly gent is enjoying a smoke in the sun. Shame about the burn in on the mans hair.