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Dingo
Guest
Good morning.
I am from The Colonies, an antipodian convict currently located in the tropics of Australia. My ancestors escaped from the Motherland about 120 years ago. I think it was due to health problems with the coal dust. My great grandfather resided in Trimdon and worked in the mines.
I say all this so that you might understand that I still have strong links to the UK and consider it my third home. So much so that I kidnapped a young blonde from Manchester, packaged her off to Aus and kept her captive. She currently acts as the gaol keeper. Such is life.
My interest in photography is diverse. Its not so much a passion; just something to do between tasks set by the gaol keeper. I have noticed my images shifting more to the grey scale of late. Perhaps its due to my ageing nature. Then again, like Monet, my cataracts seem to be interfering with my colour rendition.
I have no ambitions to please anyone other than myself with what and how I photograph. Those that are pleased are either related, considerate friends or those who have nothing better to day. Nevertheless, feel free to comment, start a conversation, or tell me I have absolutely no talent at all and should have taken up woodwork or tennis.
I am particularly interested in the historic perspective and the development of photography as an art form and means of communication.
I am also autistic and constantly medicated. Don't be offended it I say something that sounds somewhat direct. I don't really know how to say it any other way.
I am looking forward to seeing what others do here.
Cheers
Tom (alias the Dingo)
The name Dingo comes from the Australian wild dog and its similarity to my surname. Dingos are famous here for their whine (they don't bark) and their liking for tourists and babies, of which they take a bite from quite regularly. It seems my ability to make small children cry when I speak to them brings me closer in character to Canis dingo.
I am from The Colonies, an antipodian convict currently located in the tropics of Australia. My ancestors escaped from the Motherland about 120 years ago. I think it was due to health problems with the coal dust. My great grandfather resided in Trimdon and worked in the mines.
I say all this so that you might understand that I still have strong links to the UK and consider it my third home. So much so that I kidnapped a young blonde from Manchester, packaged her off to Aus and kept her captive. She currently acts as the gaol keeper. Such is life.
My interest in photography is diverse. Its not so much a passion; just something to do between tasks set by the gaol keeper. I have noticed my images shifting more to the grey scale of late. Perhaps its due to my ageing nature. Then again, like Monet, my cataracts seem to be interfering with my colour rendition.
I have no ambitions to please anyone other than myself with what and how I photograph. Those that are pleased are either related, considerate friends or those who have nothing better to day. Nevertheless, feel free to comment, start a conversation, or tell me I have absolutely no talent at all and should have taken up woodwork or tennis.
I am particularly interested in the historic perspective and the development of photography as an art form and means of communication.
I am also autistic and constantly medicated. Don't be offended it I say something that sounds somewhat direct. I don't really know how to say it any other way.
I am looking forward to seeing what others do here.
Cheers
Tom (alias the Dingo)
The name Dingo comes from the Australian wild dog and its similarity to my surname. Dingos are famous here for their whine (they don't bark) and their liking for tourists and babies, of which they take a bite from quite regularly. It seems my ability to make small children cry when I speak to them brings me closer in character to Canis dingo.

