Photography
My photography
I use photography to show something about where I’ve been or people whom I’ve met. As well as trying to see the beauty in a scene or situation, I’m also trying to convey ideas and feelings. My photography is about me and what I do, who I meet and where I go. All my photography tries to be contemporary and creative. I’m resistant to being fitted in to a taxonomy by categorisation such as “travel” or “conceptual” or “nature”. All image-making is political simply by the act of selection and hence exclusion but I am not campaigning for any particular point of view, except to try to see the positives and to live life to the full.
I use 645, 35mm and DX formats plus a handy little digital compact that shoots RAW files. I’ve experimented with non-lens photography - do ask!
I first worked in a monochrome/silver wet darkroom at age 7, helping my Father with scientific prints; I’ve used colour negative materials since age 21 and digital since 2005. I use Photoshop (Adobe) and Photopaint (Corel).
Seagulls flocking around a tractor ploughing the flint-laden soil of the South Downs National Park in Sussex.
Seagulls swooping at sunset over the Basilique de Notre-Dame-de-la-Garde, which looks over the historic port of Marseille.
29th February, the extra day every Leap Year when people paid monthly are working for nothing, isn’t that a con by the bosses! It’s also the last day of winter, according to the meteorologists’ calendar. Looks like spring to me for the crocuses (croci) at the bus stop at Brook Green on Hammersmith Road in West London. Of course that’s the bus stop for red buses at Brook Green, the green buses go from down the road at Hammersmith bus station.
Three piers on the Bristol Channel on a fine day out. Clevedon’s graceful ironwork pier (1869) has been bringing steamer passengers ashore since Victorian times. Weston super Mare’s Grand pier (1904) suffered a fire in 2008 and has been rebuilt with a modern pavilion. Also at Weston, Birmbeck pier (1848) has not been so lucky and is now in disrepair.
A hint of the urban spring in Hammersmith: sports motorbikes parked outside workplaces, rowing eights training on the river and the squirrels posing amongst the crocuses in Margravine cemetery, they are the most attractive of the urban beggars!
