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Photographer Ian Howorth

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Ian Howorth. Yarmouth Cafe. Britain

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by Ian Howorth

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Ian Howorth | PhotoBookStore

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Ian Howorth.

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Ian Howorth

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Accomplices

You smell good

you said

when we were left alone,

I changed place

to look at your face

eye to eye.

I stretched a leg

under the table,

fleetingly

with the tip of your fingers

you caressed me.

And we laughed,

laughed like children

who make mischiefs.

That’s what we are,

accomplices.

Estelle Vargas, Incanto 2015

Ph Ian Howorth

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Georgie, Isle of Weight, Ian Howorth.

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by Ian Howorth

Why did you travel? Because the house was cold. Why did you travel? Because it is what I have always done between sunset and sunrise. What did you wear? I wore a blue suit, a white shirt, yellow tie, and yellow socks. What did you wear? I wore nothing. A scarf of pain kept me warm. Who did you sleep with? I slept with a different woman each night. Who did you sleep with? I slept alone. I have always slept alone. Why did you lie to me? I always thought I told the truth. Why did you lie to me? Because the truth lies like nothing else and I love the truth. Why are you going? Because nothing means much to me anymore. Why are you going? I don't know. I have never known. How long shall I wait for you? Do not wait for me. I am tired and I want to lie down. Are you tired and do you want to lie down? Yes, I am tired and I want to lie down.

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Photographer Ian Howorth

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Ian Howorth. Row of Chairs at Tables Against a Wooden Background

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A Country Kind Of Silence | Ian Howorth

A Country Kind of Silence continues my internal exploration of feelings surrounding my sense of identity. A sense that belonging isn’t as unattainable as it is hard to grasp. England has been my adoptive home for some time now, 26 years to be exact.

However, moving from where my heart is rooted has had a profound effect on me. Feelings of unease and uncertainty have always been with me and many of these are tied to the constant changes I see in my surroundings; these developments have often mirrored a change in myself as time’s gone by.

I wanted A Country Kind of Silence to be a response to this change – of perception and my personal sense of self. The urban landscape is borne entirely from our creation and it tells us so much.

We plan and build, reap and destroy and repeat the process as we pass through. It’s easy to forget that many of these things still bear the influence of the past - telling us much about ourselves while stuck in time, surviving, struggling and sometimes just about existing.

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book - the series is being published by the excellent Setanta Books, and is available to pre-order now... highly recommended!

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