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).
Sheffield Park is renowned for its autumn colours, not just the oaks and beeches but many acers and other exotic trees. Several giant sequoias and some interesting mushrooms. It's great to revisit time and time again though the traffic queues are an indication of its popularity, as well as the lack of alternative recreation in this increasingly crowded region
A short walk this afternoon from here in West Kensington (W14) to Kensington (W8) to visit Edwardes Square garden. There are blue plaques around the square registering famous residents: Goldsworthy Lowes Dickinson (no. 11), Ugo Foscolo (no. 19) and Frankie Howard (no. 27).
The garden is private to the residents of the square but was open to the public exceptionally under the National Gardens Access scheme.
The daffodils are past their best but many of the other colours are just starting.
Salad of charcuterie with edible flowers from Terry’s garden, grown by him from seeds. And a clafoutis of mirabelles (yellow cherries/plums/prunes) from my parents’ garden in Long Ashton, Bristol. Each dish prepared by Terry and enjoyed outdoors by us both.
The first of the autumn storms meant I've been effectively marooned in Brighton today and tonight. The storm passed over last night and as the forecasts were predicting dire damage, the rail network closed down. There seems to have been nothing more than a couple of trees in various places but that's been enough for a day on either no service or just the emergency service that's almost nothing.
We got out before the storm to the delightful Sheffield Park and I've attached my postcard of the trip.
