The Camino de Santiago is famously regarded for its euphorically enlightening experience. Attracting thousands of searching folk every year to its various routes, it winds its ways across Europe to the Santiago Cathedral – the burial site of Saint James - offering a home on the road to all. The Camino del Norte, beginning in Irun, in the north-east corner of Spain, stretches west across the c...

Sometimes you'll be one amongst many. Sometimes you'll be alone on a less beaten path. Wherever you go, follow your light and be true to yourself.

A series of photos I took in Spain a few years ago. I was living on a farm with them and took their portraits daily as there weren’t many humans around. The pictures are taken on 120 film with a plastic camera and the colours the sunlight creates on the film lends itself beautifully to each scene. The Dogs Visit the post for more. frangroganphotography.wordpress.com

It is not for you to catch all the fires that find theirflight to Guernica | the cinder settles on the paletteafter being coughed from the lung, this was yourhome, that which was swelling on the pasture ofeach breath you struggled to unearth | how manyhours were lost with the gazania now sharing theafterlife with the woven blanket laced by the bentfingers of your sleeping grandmother who did no...

speaking as if I am bent / theseare the knuckles of late augustbullying what is left of softenedgrains in their nascent, on earth  an Iberian fen is my focus I make too much room for firewhere my ancestors spared life a peninsula saving the sea, the years are borne of draughtand sun / in knots, carryingmyself into the past through my own cheek, squeezed intopalmfuls of warm black fruitto build ...

It is not for you to catch all the fires that find theirflight to Guernica | the cinder settles on the paletteafter being coughed from the lung, this was yourhome, that which was swelling on the pasture ofeach breath you struggled to unearth | how manyhours were lost with the gazania now sharing theafterlife with the woven blanket laced by the bentfingers of your sleeping grandmother who did no...