by Steve Tanham
Devoid of real feeling, the Dictator treads his lonely way along his chosen, barren path. All around him is life, in its shared love and simplicity, but he stays true to the vastness of his egoic channel, long baked by hate into clay that will not sustain growing things. Behind him, the mountains of ambition keep him focussed on the goal, which he thinks … Read More Dictators way
by Steve Tanham
An exceptionally lucky moment… I was walking mum along the promenade, back to the care home in Morecambe. When we got close to the steps down to the road. I asked her to stop so I could take her photo against the stormy sea. As I was framing the shot, I noticed that the curved railings were casting their shadows immediately below us, onto … Read More And the band played on…
by Steve Tanham
It’s a large rendering of the Green Man. I have no idea whether it’s new or whether it has been on that wall for five years – back to the time when the ‘new’ stumpery was added to the promenade at Grange-over-Sands. The Green Man is hidden from general view, which, I suspect may be deliberate, and in tune with the wisdom it represents. … Read More Green Man in the Stumpery
by Steve Tanham
It’s one of the most scenic parts of Grange-over-Sands. The old railway pedestrian crossing connects the town centre with the seafront by providing a walking space across the twin railway tracks. A simple enough role and one that you might think would endear it to both visitor and resident, alike. But the picture-postcard crossing at Bailey Lane now lies closed to pedestrians, despite an … Read More Cross crossing
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by Steve Tanham
I usually write it with a capital: Being. But strictly it is just another noun, so it’s fine as simply being. Except it’s not…because that devalues its importance. Being is the word. Being is the gold ‘hidden in plain sight’ of the alchemists.. They were searchers for the inner nature of Nature. Some of them found it but had to create a language of … Read More Being being…
by Steve Tanham
I remember the admonition from decades ago, though I’ve forgotten who wrote it: Admire and beware language, for it frames the mind and blockades the spirit… Bold words; and possibly overstated, until you come to certain stage of your own inner journey and realise how true they are. In general terms, our western languages are predicated on the style of the following sentence: ‘I … Read More Language: Maker and Destroyer of Worlds
by Steve Tanham
I took this the other day, on a walk with Tess the Collie. Looking at it, later, I thought ‘What was that?’ I’d forgotten where I’d taken it, and I took me a minute to reconstruct where we’d been. On that basis, I thought, it would make a fine what is it? The kind of photo people used to shoot, deliberately, to be a … Read More But what is it!?
by Steve Tanham
It’s a morning photograph, taken last week. I wandered into the en-suite bathroom to find this beautiful display of light splayed across the end of the bath, onto the wood of the cabinet and then, fading, on to the white tiles. It was one of the most beautiful and ‘fine’ displays of natural light I’ve ever seen; and I had no idea how it … Read More #StillLight : Wood, Tile and Plastic
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by Steve Tanham
Our small village, Sedgwick, near Kendal, has a landscape shaped in the classic terminal topography of ancient glaciers. This area of gentle, rounded hills is typical of the final stages of the glacier’s course. The English Lake District, where we live, has them in abundance. ‘Basket of Eggs’ is another term you may remember from those geography text books at school. They are also … Read More The hill with two stations
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by Steve Tanham
It was the Christmas tree outside the Booths supermarket that triggered the thoughts… Now pale against the bright January sun and the crisp cold, its icy beauty was somehow less than the real thing, a warming image of a Christmas now gone and packed up into the storage boxes under the eaves. Ahead of me, the Kendal district of Fellside climbed up in the … Read More That early January feeling…
by Steve Tanham
This will be my penultimate post of 2021. After Thursday’s blog, I will be taking a break till the new year. Every December, I try to capture a set of images that would make good Christmas cards. I used to have a colour ‘photograph’ printer and would send some of these to family members. But the device was old and had begun behaving erratically. … Read More Seven Christmas Postcards
Sun in Gemini 
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