escape
acceptance
departures, a r r i v a l s
swept
open
quiet
the storm
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At first we run the way we know.
Then we are segmented in the mind to cope.
Everything comes to pass, the righteous are paid.
Here come the wolves.
Barren lands, fresh from fear.
Aside He goes, our home is ripe and to be picked.
The land is changed, look away.
He is here.
All images are heavily compressed and do not reflect real resolution.
escape
acceptance
departures, a r r i v a l s
swept
open
quiet
the storm
Storytelling through imagery, but sometimes the message is found in writing. Every path leads home.
I'm Oliver Bedon, a photographer and artist who targets the overlooked and the poignant, the interest in the uninteresting, and also, the generic. If you feel inclined towards purchasing a photo, you seek a unique persepective (I'm unique), or you're just curious about my work, feel free to get in touch. The world might seem a little dark at times, but it's in those moments when you realise, you're sad.
prints / digital files @ https://oliverbedon.picfair.com/
any photo can be made available upon request
reach out to me @ oliver.bedon@gmail.com
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Here is a picture of my face, I drew it myself
