Broadcast Journalist with a passion for great images that help tell a story.
In my trade there is an art with words, whether written or spoken, but there are hardly any words for art. Things you are unable to explain, or don’t want to explain are there for you to see…
mtamer is a member of All Things Orange Artwork Gallery, Aeronautics & Aviation, Fabulous Flowers and Insects, Bugs and Creepy Crawlies (2 A Day).
A little man he was, he was, / A battered little man he was. / He didn’t really stand tall, oh no / He barely really stood at all. / In a little hole he lived all alone / And though the floorboa…
The mosquito turned around and could see China chasing her. She looked behind her and then back behind China. / It had worked.
SITTING ON THE GROUND, NEAR A BENCH. ROCKING BACKWARDS AND FORWARDS. I remember the first night, I just cried and cried. I hated everyone that night. The first night was the most terrifying. I …
It was called Swiss Cottage and the only way to get to it was to cross a bridge and climb some narrow steep steps. But it wasn’t the cottage we were interested in. It was the tree on the other sid…
This is what I wish I had said to her instead of the shit that caused all the arguments. / This is how I wish the conversation had gone, instead of the way it did go. / This is actually what happened …