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
A couple of Sundays ago, I was lucky enough to be invited by Iain to take pictures of our mutual friend Mikey‘s classic Citroën DS. Mikey takes his beautiful car out once a month or so through the winter and the plan was for us to shoot it in darkness, lit by LED streetlights in a similar set up to that which I photographed Iain’s erstwhile Sköda a couple of weeks previously. Continue reading
As I described in my first 52 Rolls post of 2017, I plan to slow things down a little this year. After last year’s excesses, I hope that by leaving time between the taking of the picture and choosing what to show, I’ll not be tempted into posting the pictures that might have been difficult or exciting to make, but only those that deserve to make the cut on their merits and without that influence.
You might have spotted if you’re a regular follower that I had a false start with the second week on the FP4+Party. I shot a mystery roll from the fridge, thinking it was FP4+, only to find that it was HP5+ when I got to the end of the roll. That meant quickly snapping 36 exposures as I walked along Holkham beach last weekend.
The 52 Rolls Project has led me to shoot (a lot) more film which has been mostly good, but not always. There have been several weeks where I’ve resorted to snapshots, just to tick off the week, and 39 was one of those. Similar weeks have occasionally produced the odd photograph that I’ve been pleased with though, so everything is not lost. Continue reading
I had an hour spare this afternoon and so decided to spend it trying to tame the runaway garden. I unlocked the shed to get the mower out and was struck by the beautiful light hitting the decades of cobwebs and accumulated junk.
An hour later, I still hadn’t got the mower out, but I did get these photographs… Continue reading