Vesuvius

The centre of attention for visitors to the Bay of Naples is a dormant volcano. Standing massive above the plains containing Naples, Ercolano (Herculaneum) and Pompeii, it constantly draws the eye. As a photographer, it’s pretty difficult to avoid having it as a main element in any wider landscape photo in the region. Vesuvius at sunset, photographed from Sorrento…

Vesuvius

Piscina Mirabilis

Arriving in the town of Bacoli, on the headland a few miles west of the centre of Naples, you feel a long way from the tourist crowds and certainly not anywhere historic or especially noteworthy. But look into the history of the area and you’ll find that the bay here, now surrounded by slightly shabby buildings and busy with the daily life of a…

Piscina Mirabilis

Molo di San Vincenzo

The lighthouse on Molo di San Vincenzo (the main breakwater of the harbour) in Naples was built in 1950 but taken out of service just 29 years later, being superseded by an electric alternative on a lattice structure nearby. The statue in front of the tower is of San Gennaro (original name Januarius), the patron saint of Naples, who became Bishop of the…

Molo di San Vincenzo

Capo Miseno

“At the top of the great stone lighthouse, hidden beyond the ridge of the southern headland, the slaves were dousing the fires to greet the dawn. It was supposed to be a sacred place. According to Virgil, this was the spot where Misenus, the herald of the Trojans, slain by the sea god Triton, lay buried with his oars and…

Capo Miseno

Life amongst death

A visit to the ruined city of Pompeii is primarily about history, destruction and death. But there is a great deal of life there too; not just the tourists in abundance, but also a wide range of gardens and plants which have flourished amongst the dusty courtyards and cobbled streets. Beautiful hedges, flowers and trees are a welcome relief amongst…

Life amongst death

Back from the Amalfi Coast

My photos from Italy are coming online over the next few days at Flickr, where each image is accompanied by a small narrative. One of my favourite memories of the whole holiday was sitting at the bus stop on our way back up from the beach, after dinner. The hill up from the sea front, winding through narrow alleyways…

Back from the Amalfi Coast