Me.

This is a photograph which strongly represents me. 

City Brakes

Round our way.

Past Happenings.

A memory is what is left when something happens and does not completely unhappen.

Grandad.

These two images of my Grandad has been the impetus for a project of mine which I am going to begin as soon as possible. My Grandad has recently been involved in a car accident, he's okay however, he as well as other family member only up until recently had decided it would be better if he gave driving a miss. I don't drive myself, but I could imagine it's not the easiest thing to let go of, especially for somebody who is so reliant on his car for transport. I find it hard to get my head around how he is feeling about this. Having freedom for many years, to just drop such an important tool in ones life must be extremely difficult to come to terms with. As well as this we as a family lost our loving Grandma in 2006, I want to document how my Grandad has coped with this as well as the lack of a car. I hope to document changes seen in Grandad if there is any, as well as how he is coming to terms with living alone. Without our family around him, I could only imagine how lonely it would.