365 Days

365 Days – a project to take a self portrait every day for a year. The rules are simple. I must be visible in the picture, and I must take the picture.

Bad hair day (365: 134) — Up very late last night (shall we just say it was light when I went to bed), so not a lot of sleep, though I grabbed a few ZZZs in the garden this afternoon.

Walking Home (365: 133) — This may be a strange concept to my American contacts, but I walk to the shops (1,6 miles) and home again. “I haven’t got much to get” turned into 23.5 Lbs (I checked) of excess baggage in my rucksack.

Flickr Light (365: 132) — Until I can find a replacement bulb for my lamp it looks like my monitors are going to be the best source of light around here.

Curry Night (365: 131).

05:57 BST – Good Morning! (365: 130) — Isn’t that a frightening sight to wake up to? It gets my daily picture out of the way nice and early.

Just about Awake (365: 129).

Dinner (365: 128) — 60 grammes of brown rice a day, with 100 grammes of chicken or salmon. My main meal during the week.

Waiting for inspiration (365: 127). I had a late night, and I’m tired. I forgot my 365 days picture but luckily remembered before it got too dark.

Shaving (365: 126).

Memories of India (365: 125) — I haven’t visited India for a couple of years, so it’ll have changed a lot. I just love the country and people; I’d go back tomorrow given the chance.

Pearls of Wisdom (365: 124) — from the fridge. All too true.

At the top of the stairs (365: 123) — If I am being very good, twice a day I climb the stairs of the seven-story building opposite my office.

Brought to Book (365: 122) — I love books; just about every one of those shelves is double stacked. Fact, fiction, and illustrations. And I’ll reread some over and over.

Time to reflect (365: 121) — I’ve been on leave for a week, and I’m returning to work feeling absolutely wrecked. Oh well, that’s life, not to worry.

Chasing out the wall, chasing out the wall (365: 120) — To the tune of “Bringing in the Sheaves.”

Once I thought I needed a better model… (365: 119) — Now I know I just need someone to take the blasted photographs.

A quick break (365: 118) – Chasing out for the electrics, I took a quick break for today’s picture.

Polling Day (365: 117) – Local council elections, and Gary does his civic duty.

Wish you were here? (365: 116) — An afternoon spent taking pictures, none of which really worked. To compensate myself, I squeezed in some late sun. As it was late, I had no worries getting out the camera and taking my 365 Days shot for the day.

Afternoon nap (365: 115) — I’m on vacation this week, which oddly means less time to think about and take portraits. My last few shots have either been journal snaps or hastily taken portraits. Normal service will hopefully be resumed when I have some time and inspiration.

Flickr-light (365: 114). I was about to cheat and post a picture I took last night after midnight, but I knew it wasn’t right. My 365 day runs from getting up to bedtime.

Vacuuming the garden (365: 113) — I made a bit of a mess sawing up wood to make shelves for my new shed. I also need to finish picking up the gravel spilt over the deck in the winter when the storms repeatedly blew over the bamboo plant.

An Englishman’s shed is his Castle (365: 112) – I’ve never had a shed before, but now I’ve got two. This one for a workshop and another for my spare timber, paint, empty boxes, and disused electronics that one day might come in useful etc. 2

Late (365: 111) — This is it for today. No good, but it is a picture.

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