Hold That Move

I haven’t posted much in a while but I am going to start posing again regularly but I haven’t posted much of my climbing work recently  I spent most of My summer following around Climber Zed Oliver-Jones around some of north wales best boulders.

I am slowly adding some of my climbing photographs https://www.ukclimbing.com/photos/author.html?id=224062

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Blaenau Ffestiniog

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I lived in Blaenau ffestiniog in the summer of 2016 for work. I actually thought the town was quit boring apart from the Zip World site and the Down hill biking centre. it constantly rains in Blaenau ffestiniog,  so it always looks quite gloomy there apart from when it snows and all the slate is covered in beautiful white powder.

I now do not live in Blaenau ffestiniog and I had always seen some beautiful images of the mountain and some beautiful walks that are in Blaenau ffestiniog. I went back to visit the town to take some photographs for my next college project and I was taken up into the queries in Tan-y-Grisiau where I found this beautiful landscape and  old slate buildings. I did not get to spend much time taking images up there but I cant wait to go back and visit and take some more photographs (maybe in some better weather)

Dreaming (Rain)

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I have captured my self in a rainy landscape to emphasise a bad Dream, as I live in North Wales where the rain never stops, creating a gloomy, moody atmosphere and I wanted to capture how hard it can be to be joyful in such a cold, wet, cloudy, landscape. I am representing defeat with my body language in these images, and the struggle to raise my head, and to not be staring at the muddy ground, I am often told to stop daydreaming. I am just in my own world. Trying to forget about the rain, trying to daydream about the blue sky and green fields and not cold, wet, grey clouds. and this is just a dream, Once I raise my head I can see the rain fading away and that this storm won’t last forever. I can’t admit to defeat doesn’t matter how lonely or lost I feel there is always some sunshine in North Wales. this is just a dream.