A rare Sunday free and so we jumped in the car and headed for Calke Abbey.
It’s a National Trust property in South Derbyshire and calls itself the unstately stately home. It was my second visit, but I’m still yet to go inside. There’s enough fun to be had exploring the gardens, old sheds and boiler houses and the stables. Continue reading
Last weekend, I was in my usual Sunday night funk, fed-up that I’d not taken advantage of the weekend and a bit of daylight to get out and take some pictures.
It was about 9pm before I decided to get off my arse and have a wander around the village with a Holga, a cheapo flashgun and a roll of Kodak Tri-X. Continue reading
A while back, I wrote about putting together my first ‘zine. It was a collection of the photographs that Wojtek, Pavel and I had shown as part of our No Constructive Conclusions shows. While it contained six pictures from each of us, the others had given me free reign to design, produce and distribute this printed version.
I loved the whole experience, especially the buzz of people getting in touch and asking for copies. The first run of 25 went in a couple of days and I now have only a couple left from a further order of 20. They went out across the UK, Europe and to the USA.
Feedback was great. People liked the work, but also the format and quality of the zine itself. It even got a really nice write-up from James Cockroft that you can see here. I had quite a few questions on the process from people interested in putting their own work out in physical form. Continue reading
Another month, another Emulsive Film Party and this time, it’s the return of the #FP4Party. Shootweek coincided with a couple of days of snow in the UK and as usual, things ground to a halt. Continue reading
At the end of last month, Iain and I took a flying visit to Newcastle for a walking tour of the central motorway. It was great to have any kind of excuse to get back up to the wonderful city, but an added bonus to meet a group of like-minded people, who also knew some excellent craft beer venues.
I have a friend who is a ‘proper’ photographer. In stark contrast to my haphazard, eclectic and ever-changing output, he thinks about what he’s doing and spends years on projects; researching, planning and shooting his work before finally working out the best way to share it. The results reflect the effort and commitment invested in them. Continue reading
On the middle Sunday of February, I woke early and eagerly looked out through the curtains, hoping to see clear morning sunshine, perhaps a delicate, ethereal dew and chirping blackbirds singing from the treetops. Continue reading
