Monday, 21 April 2014

As I Found It...

... a prehistoric implement discovered on an Irish beach a couple of summers ago. ©Annie Wright, Hipstamatic

Monday, 14 April 2014

Secret Photo...

...of fashion designer Claude Montana, who was
world famous in the 1980s and has now become
something of a lost soul...
©Annie Wright, Paris

Monday, 7 April 2014


...and creepers surround the ruins of Moore Hall, which was firebombed by the IRA in 1923 during the Irish Civil War.
©Annie Wright, County Mayo

Monday, 24 March 2014

Galerie Colbert...

 usually slightly boring. But this time something wonderful happened.
©Annie Wright

Monday, 17 March 2014

Nature and Artifice

Still obsessing about the Palais Royal where I spent many happy hours last week...
©Annie Wright, Paris

Monday, 10 March 2014

Monday, 24 February 2014

Sea Monsters

Fish in a feeding frenzy in Agadir Harbour.
©Annie Wright Click to enlarge

Monday, 17 February 2014

Off Piste

Alfie jumping for joy after returning from the
Sochi Olympics. He especially enjoyed copious
apr├Ęs ski and was definitely off piste.
© Annie Wright

Monday, 10 February 2014

Elderly Tom Cats...

... never die. They just fade slowly into the background.
©Annie Wright, Fez. Click to enlarge

Monday, 3 February 2014

Cast Aside

This delicate lady has been abandoned on Amsterdam's Waterlooplein market.
©Annie Wright

Monday, 27 January 2014

Saharan Classic

Two tourists at sunset. One trying to photograph the other while trying not to fall off the back of his camel!
©Annie Wright

Monday, 20 January 2014

The Dark Soul of Amsterdam

Found lurking on the Herengracht. PS There are more of them. Many more...
©Annie Wright

Monday, 13 January 2014

A Thing of Beauty...

… is a joy forever. Even when the thing in question is something as functional as a lock. I found these two beauties in Marrakech's Medina. Pure magic!
©Annie Wright

Monday, 6 January 2014

A Marrakech Mandala...

…made of light, shadow and a lampshade.
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Maison Arabe

Wednesday, 1 January 2014

Wednesday, 25 December 2013


Alfie, my crossing-dressing fairy in the Christmas tree, wishes all his many friends a wonderful day and a VERY HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!
Photo: Annie

Monday, 23 December 2013

My Greatest Adventure...

…to date is travelling deep into the Wadi al Gamel desert and watching shooting stars before falling asleep beneath the night sky.

This construction was the kitchen.

Photo: ©Annie Wright, Egypt

Monday, 16 December 2013

Turkish Bride...

… being photographed by her husband-to-be
for her wedding pictures.
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Amsterdam

Monday, 9 December 2013

Stairway to Heaven

The private staircase to our private suite at the 
gorgeous Villa des Orangers in Marrakech. Sadly missed!
©Annie Wright

Monday, 2 December 2013

They say...

...that the camel is the ship of the desert which can sail through the Sahara.
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Merzouga, Morocco

Monday, 25 November 2013

Me in Essaouira...

… wearing my new sun hat.
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Morocco

Monday, 18 November 2013

Spoilt Horses

Built three hundred years ago, the Royal Stables in Meknes housed a total of 12,000 horses, each of which had its very own groom and slave.
©Annie Wright

Monday, 11 November 2013


I fell in love with this proud lady who recently took me on a sunrise trek into the Sahara. I wanted to know her name. But Moroccan camels don't have names, only numbers. Not that that matters, because part of my heart will always belong to 2639!
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Merzouga, Morocco

Monday, 4 November 2013

Monday, 28 October 2013

Keeping the Light and Heat Out?

A mighty shutter at the Kasbah Taourite in
Ouarzazate, Morocco.
Photo: ©Annie Wright

Monday, 21 October 2013

Art Deco Casablanca

As I discovered on my recent trip to Morocco,
Casablanca is full of Art Deco
this sublime staircase!

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography

Monday, 7 October 2013

The Ancient and the Modern...

... a long abandoned cottage and the vapour trail of a plane racing towards distant climes.
Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography, Click to feel the dampness of the air

Monday, 30 September 2013

Alfie, Master of All He Surveys...

... which probably isn't much because he's chronically short-sighted and too vain to wear glasses!
Photo: ©Annie Wright

Monday, 16 September 2013

Where I Would Like To Be

In the Folly in Ireland. Gazing out of the windows as twilight falls...
Photo © Annie Wright

Monday, 9 September 2013

Flower Child?

Alfie unleashing his inner flower child.
Photo: ©Annie Wright

Monday, 2 September 2013

Little Angel

This little angel lives at an Irish graveyard and directs visitors to the ruins of a 19th century village.

Make sure to tip her before you leave!
Photo: ©Annie Wright, Achill Island

Monday, 26 August 2013

The Hare's There Somewhere...

This Irish hare and his mates go mad in March, box, and their fur turns a snowy white in winter.
Photo: ©Annie Wright

Monday, 19 August 2013

Monday, 12 August 2013

Golden Girl

Standing in a peat bog stream the colour of
Lucozade in my wellies made of kryptonite!!
Photo: Annie, Golden Strand, County Mayo, Ireland

Monday, 5 August 2013

Soft as Silk

The trunk of a fallen tree in Ireland.

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography, Achill Secret Garden
Click to experience its full glory

Monday, 29 July 2013


Make as many wishes as you want... Because some
of them will come true.

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography, Damstraat, Amsterdam

Monday, 8 July 2013

A New Beast for My Domestic Menagerie...

... a very handsome brown bear.

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography. Click to smell his meaty breath

Monday, 1 July 2013

Anita Ekberg at Amsterdam's EYE Film Museum

Yesterday I was in the front row at an interview with the legendary "La Dolce Vita" actress, Anita Ekberg. She had a hard time understanding the interviewer's "Dunglish", Dutch-inflected English, but lightened up at the end when my honey blew her kisses. Honey was rewarded with a dazzling, diva-sized smile!!

Photo: Annie

PS There's also a wonderful exhibition about Fellini and his films at the EYE.

Monday, 24 June 2013

Monday, 10 June 2013

Turning the Street into a Garden

Flowers carefully tended by my sweetheart, which grow
on the street where she lives.

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial Photography
Click to see them in full bloom

Monday, 3 June 2013

"She Just Slipped from his Grasp..."

Once upon a time I used to make short films with Barbie dolls that were shown all over the world. This one, The Final Story, features a trapeze act, a love triangle and a fatal accident. Curiously, its ending is not entirely unhappy...

Still: Annie Wright

Wednesday, 29 May 2013

Eyes of the Heart

Picture this. It is full moon and everything is bathed in a silver light. Lying on your back, you gaze upwards while, in a single long exposure, your camera patiently records the stars as they trace their arc across the night sky. You don't have to do a thing. You can simply close your eyes and find yourself floating between heaven and earth.

This is slow photography, something I have little experience of, because professionally I must work with quick decisions and instant reflex reactions. Yet secretly I long to bring time to a standstill and focus on the movements of the cosmos.

Christine Valters Paintner’s “Eyes of the Heart” is full of extraordinary insights and exercises that encourage and nurture the budding slow photographer. Here, you will discover that you "receive" photos rather than take them, that you will wait for what "shimmers" and find, as I did, that your "camera isn't just a tool, it's a portal".

When I practised Christine’s meditative exercises, I mostly left my cameras at home because I knew that I would find it hard to curb my need to achieve. Many of these exercises take the form of a contemplative walk where you focus on your breathing and regard your fellow beings with compassion. For me, it was as if I had become invisible, which wasn't a bad thing. For to my astonishment, I was overwhelmed by waves of love for my fellow beings: the Japanese beauty whose porcelain face was perfectly lit by a fortuitous ray of sunshine; the crazy lady with the noble greyhound whose paws scarcely touched the ground. And there were countless others.

But there was one exercise that I swore I would avoid at all costs: a contemplative walk in search of self-portraits that were either literal or symbolic reflections of the photographer herself. Me. That's impossible because, overtly at least, my work focuses on what's out there rather than on what's me.

During this walk, the weather was about as grim as my mood. I had my camera with me but wasn’t planning on using it. But then it happened and suddenly I saw something that stopped me in my tracks. Shimmering and undeniable. It is what I want, and what we all desire and need to soothe this troubled world, the shattered vessel of the human condition. Love,only love.

Photo: ©Profoundly Superficial. Click to enlarge