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Am happy to announce the launch of the new online gallery space, offering all local and national artists the chance to display & sell up to five of their wonderful creations via my website.
You will also have your own customised profile section to showcase your work and tell your own story.
Message me if for the full application details.
*Polly-Louise Lloyd is now a Wales based photographer after living throughout the UK, in the Southern States of America and travelling in Europe and Asia.
She draws inspiration from nature, land, architecture, hidden secrets, natural disintegration, the seasons, exploring off the beaten track and using her natural curiosity to wander, question, peek through closed doors and share her views and vistas'
Taken at St. Michael’s Mount this, for me, shows the endless dichotomy of fleeting time versus the permanence of the sea tides moving in and out again.
This was captured whilst looking out onto the causeway to find a safe pause for passage across. The idea of fleeting time is explored further by having the final effect across the image like a Dragonfly wing to remind us again that time is fluttering by but there are immoveable and larger more important things than us in life.
Peeking through the door at Dylan Thomas’ Boathouse at Laugharne where he wrote for endless hours I felt like I was intruding; his flawed crumpled up drafts on his red painted kitchen table were left there along with sunlight streaming in and illuminating the whitewashed wooden walls.
What distracted him from leaving his coffee cup and empty beer bottle? I like to think it was gazing out towards the estuary, reacting to the time and tides beckoning him outside instead of looking at photos of his wife, drawings of DH Lawrence and a threadbare carpet.
This little corner of the Library at Angkor Wat with its little sprouting tree demonstrates nature and its permanence to find its way within air, earth, and buildings that have been swallowed up by time and ruin.
Even the expert deliberate carved decorations give way to the randomness of the tree seed growing out of the brick; will this grow larger and threaten to engulf the building again with jungle tendrils?