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Yuletide Greetings


'Deer' 2013

I've had a Busy week of relocating my Printer etc and Printing orders. I've also taken a few Seasonal Photos and uploaded the best to Photocrowd. 

'Bauble' 2014

Photography takes a lot of time if you are a 'Gifted Amateur' as I am.
 Although I've taken thousands of Photographs, including Studio Shoots, I haven't narrowed my interest sufficiently to master any particular genre of Photography. Instead like a Student, I am developing my understanding of how to slow myself down enough to capture the best picture. The evening Photography Class with Rick Cordell,  has taught me how to be more technical in my approach to the Subject. It has expanded my understanding of the world of Photographers, more than anything I've studied using the Internet. Online Tutorials have their place in my development too.YouTube has been the best at providing an education in Editing & Printing and the odd Photography lesson, but it doesn't compare to having a Studio full of keen Photographers, sharing tips, info and images. I shall be enrolling again  for another ten Classes next term.


Portrait Photography at  the Shadwell Centre with Rick Cordell

In the mean time I'm selling Photos Prints & Greeting Cards, Tags, Stickers etc, here at my Etsy Shop and off outside to get some new Photos. 

Yuletide Peace & Goodwill to Everyone. 




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