How much room?
Mushrooms, the fruiting bodies of fungi! Continue reading How much room?
Time flies
After a rather hectic few months photographically I have slowed down of late, concentrating on trees, sometimes scoping out compositions and returning to them the week after, literally aiming at a photo a week, maybe. Continue reading Time flies
Rooted Memories
Recently I returned to a spot where sat a tree that I had taken a shine to. Continue reading Rooted Memories
Ok so what now?
The legendary David Bailey recently said on TV, “Most people take photos. I make them.” Continue reading Ok so what now?
Appreciating Small Things
A selection of close ups of wild UK flora and a couple of bees for good measure, taken on my swanky macro lens that I definitely didn’t treat myself to during the UK lockdown. Continue reading Appreciating Small Things
We all came to party again!
To bracket the darkest days of a generation with something so enjoyable was a treat and considering the pandemic is still wreaking destruction around the world, a privilege. Continue reading We all came to party again!
Me, Myself and Ay ay ay!
At the point of shooting these images I was often purposefully remembering some of these moments, thinking of the deaths, those they affect, the moments of pure hopelessness that I’d overcome in my relatively privileged life to be able to get through each day. Continue reading Me, Myself and Ay ay ay!
L’année de merde
In 2020, aside from a possible flirtation with Covid 19 which has left me socially wary and certainly pleasantry weary, I’ve somehow been a finallist in Emulsive’s FP4Party, shortlisted in Landscape Photographer of the Year and had an image chosen to be BBC Wildlife Magazine’s Pic of the Day on social media. Continue reading L’année de merde
Falling Down
Here in my corner of England, autumn seems to spread across one tree at a time, with a more painterly impressionistic approach to altering hue. Continue reading Falling Down
Dark Days
Early mornings aren’t all glorious sunrises and back-lit deer on heat. It’s a good thing too. Imagine the never ending musk and sounds of grunting. Continue reading Dark Days
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