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).
Ragotin in the lake at Parc Borély, Marseille. A plant-eating river rodent, similar to a beaver, known variously as Nutria or Coypu.
Photos of Eastbourne taken yesterday
An experimental visit to Eastbourne pier and sea front to try out a homebrew Edwardian photographic look.
Roll film was first available in the 1870s but it was Kodak’s Box Brownie range of cameras, first marketed in 1900, which popularised holiday snapshots in the photographic postcard format, 6”x4”. This was Eastbourne’s heyday; my set from a visit yesterday with a modern camera, aims to model this look.
Brighton is home to some spectacular street art... from the train to the beach, mostly it is enjoyed or disdained and ignored though I'm not sure the owners of Thameslink motor unit 700108 are too pleased.
Livening up a routine train ride from London to Brighton via Gatwick with some experimentation with SlitScan camera techniques. This is similar in principle to an office flat bed scanner except that my camera is looking out of the window as the train moves.
