Thanks, Ian - reminds me of something I read last week in a book about Bob Carlos Clarke, where another photographer, John Stoddard, says: "Our friend Patrick Lichfield embraced digital photography, spent a lot of money on it, but later regretted it. He said he lost everything because of it. I'm sitting there with Barry Lategan and Patrick said, 'I regret it with all my heart. All of my photography has gone.' he said, 'I have no travel, no one wants to take me away.' But he opened it up for everyone else."
The book's Exposure, by Simon Garfield. A riveting read, as they say.
My plight's similar but different: I have location but nobody wants to send me models and work.
Slobodan, I do my best to post outwith lunchtimes: you know I don't want to upset the troops.
Michele - I thought Pevero because of the sea and what I thought I remembered as the northern islands - just south of Corsica. Lovely part of the world, but I could never forget about the Getty boy, the ear, the bandits and the pig farms for disappearing the evidence. Perhaps Vincent Van Gogh always wanted to visit. But who in their right mind would have kidnapped him?