Welcome to Lonely Eye
Photography has played a part in my life for as long as I can recall.
Looking back, I think that photography was perhaps the first real passion that consumed me. Long before writing and music, I wanted to take pictures, and thus it is all the more ironic that being a published novelist and a touring musician has given me the opportunity to fulfil that original aspiration.
I have now had the great fortune to travel almost ceaselessly for the last decade and a half. From Canada to Australia, Turkey to the Netherlands, to a dozen or more states in America and more than seventy-five towns and cities in France, it has been a remarkable journey, not only for the locations themselves, but for the endless number of unforgettable people I have met.
Yes, there are the interminable airport lounges, the skipped meals, the late nights and too-early mornings, but these things are more than adequately compensated for by the wealth of remarkable experiences.
And accompanying me – always – has been a camera. From the first Nikon I owned – seduced by those magazine advertisements of the 1980s and 1990s – I have resolutely championed these remarkable instruments.
So here we are – a few dozen pictures from the many thousands I have taken, each of them replete with memories, each of them a brief moment in time when something ordinary became altogether extraordinary.
I hope you enjoy them.