Follow the Journey
On my last day in Agonda, South Goa, I woke up to monsoon rains pouring into my rice-grass hut. Part of the roof had come off due to high winds... no more red sunsets for me. Instead of panicking or getting angry, feeling actually motivated by 'nature's alarm clock', I began packing my bits back [...]
White shores. Red sun. Agonda. A zen gift from the welcoming arms of India, and the Arabian Sea. A burning red disk sailing across the sky - my welcome to India. I'd heard tales of Indian sunrises and sunsets, but never did I expect such a divine glory as this. A welcome like this doesn't [...]
Mother, Child and Lotus. Mysore, India.
Leave your troubles behind... and GO! God knows how much I love packing my little rucksack, jumping on a plane, taxi, boat or train, watching the land I've lived in trail swiftly behind... letting go of all those troubles, loves, losses and gains, having only the bare necessities on my back, on my mind light, [...]
Rural Karnataka, India. To find out more about the author click here. To see more photography click here. James Dee Clayton.
Part two of my journey to Finding Voice in Italy. Florence gave me the Gospel... It also gave me the chance to re-find my voice for Jazz and blues. In-between teaching English to little Italian kids, I used to busk on the streets of Florence, sing in an international Gospel choir, did a bit of modelling, and [...]
A little story from the road. Everybody knows Venice is my favourite city in the world, and this little story is one I'll never forget. Let me tell you about the time I got perfectly lost in Venice... So I was wandering around, as usual, right off the heavily-beaten tourist trails in Venice, no bag, [...]
Mother and Child Bangalore, Karnataka, India. Image copyright James Dee Clayton 2015. See more photography from the artist.
"Ad Astra - to the Stars" Ancient Latin phrase Oh, Florence. Once again we cross paths, like ships, sailing now for new horizons. Can it really be goodbye this time? I gave up my life in Florence little over a year ago. I packed up, took myself over to Venice, then Athens, rural Greece, through [...]
How can you lose so much of yourself? How can time, troubles, so-called friends, and life's little dramas pull you down so easily? How can everything you've done before suddenly be replaced, by this apparent chaos? This thick, tar-like blackness through which you can see no easy way out? Sometimes, we all lose our way. [...]
Florence, Italy. May 2015. Finding Voice has been perhaps my greatest journey yet. To say I travel alone would be a bit of a lie... My Voice (along with my Lens) is my travel companion. And I honestly don't know where I'd be without it. So, yes, I've sung a lot of Jazz... but finding the Gospel [...]
On living the Simple Life in a rural Greek fishing village - Agii Apostoli - on the Gulf of Evia Simple words and pictures - by James Dee Clayton. A resting place for heart and mind... Having Greek family comes with its bonuses. Not only do I have a constant connection to this pure land I so love, [...]
On the Mysteries of Avalon - my Pilgrimage to Glastonbury - on Dancing with Druids, Waking-up in the Middle of a Pagan Ritual and a Tribute to My English Family. In the South West of England, after a long journey across the British Isles, you may find yourself arriving at Glastonbury, an area in ancient times known simply [...]
In Eastern Orthodoxy, Easter (known as Pascha), is often celebrated later than in the West. So Happy Easter everyone! Last night I went to my local church to celebrate with my mother and Mbamba. The energy is that building as the Holy Fire is being spread from candle to candle - a light that spreads [...]
On Paris, Sacred Heart, Vogue-overdose, Our Bright Young Youth... and the Unforgettable Karma of Rain. Breakfast in Paris. Looking out of those windows, down at the streets of Paris below, in our Montmartre Hotel ...that's a breakfast I'll never forget. A large part of my life concerns a lust for travel and culture, memory and experience. This post is [...]