When I was travelling through Romania in 1992 with my future wife Ali, we witnessed a tremendous amount of poverty. After seeing news reports at home in England, we had prepared ourselves for crowds of orphaned "street children", but in fact hardly saw any. Instead it was the sheer numbers of disabled people begging for spare... Continue Reading →
This is the second of my posts about the time I was invited to photograph members of the Romanian National Circus in 1992, as they relaxed in-between performances. Part one can be found here. . One of the photos I took during the time I spent in the circus encampment still ranks, for me, amongst... Continue Reading →
As promised, here are some prints from my Romania Contact sheets - We had stopped in Brașov, Romania, during our trip by train through eastern Europe in 1992. Not far from the flat where we stayed with a local family who'd befriended us at the station, were what I took to be a group of traditional Romany gypsies. It was... Continue Reading →
Good news! My wife Ali just called to me from the loft with the enticing words "I've found something you might be interested in". I walked onto the landing to find her hand dangling a very tatty looking "Prince Cigarettes" bag from the loft hatch. Inside were my long-lost black and white prints and travel diaries from the... Continue Reading →
For the last few days we've been clearing out our loft before moving to a new bungalow. This morning, squeezed behind a tottering pile of boxes, Ali found a shopping bag full of negatives and prints that I thought were long-lost. They are mostly snappy snaps from a back packing trip to The Gambia fifteen years ago and... Continue Reading →
