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There are times when writing about memories from as far back as my eighteenth year feels wrong. How…

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I have often wondered what it was in particular that attracted me to photography. What it was that…

Written by Jim Shannon for the introduction to ‘West of the Sun’: Great art has always been about…

STA Travel Exotic Cultures Photographic Competition 2010: There is always something heart warming about receiving good news. The…

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Step after step we climb the steep mountain path, focusing, meditating, concentrating. The rain dripping through the trees…