I am a photographer with seven years of experience, mostly with portraits, family and travel related shots. I am now working on expanding the genres I cover. Some are listed on the left hand side. I enjoy taking photos where the beauty of the model combines with a sense of place, each bringing out the beauty and power of the other.

I came upon the following words of D.H. Lawrence. What he has expressed in words, I would like to express in photographs. If this resonates with you, please connect with me.

Gloire de Dijon
by D. H. Lawrence

When she rises in the morning
I linger to watch her;
She spreads the bath cloth underneath the window
And the sunbeams catch her
Glistening white on the shoulders,
While down her sides the mellow
Golden shadow glows as
She stoops to the sponge, and her swung breasts
Sway like full blown yellow Gloire de Dijon roses.

She drips herself with water, and her shoulders
Glisten as silver, they crumple up
Like wet and falling roses, and I listen
For the sluicing of their rain dishevelled petals.
In the window full of sunlight
Concentrates her golden shadow
Fold on fold, until it glows as
Mellow as the glory roses.

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