Its been a hectic time recently. This week I was at the House of Lords for the launch of a book that I contributed to. I've also been selecting and printing photos for a London exhibition in September and there are a couple of other exhibitions in the pipeline too. The writing was a personal reflection... Continue Reading →
As I can't trudge the streets looking for interesting subjects to photograph anymore, I wait for them to come to me. It's again the tough inner zen master of my MND making me stop looking for life elsewhere and start noticing that it's available right here, right now - all we have to do is stop. Sometimes being forced to... Continue Reading →
The privileged view – Romania 1992, pt.1
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 →
Moroccan 35mm
Some more personal photographic treasure found in the recesses of our family loft - These photos were taken during a backpacking trip my (then) future wife Ali and I made from Spain around Morocco during August and September 1997. I love the painterly effect this photo of children playing in the blue and white, north Moroccan town of Chefchaouen has... Continue Reading →
Washing (the) Italians
A friend recently told me, with a bit of sadness, that she found the streets of Venice were not garlanded with colourful washing anymore. I may have been lucky, but just a few water bus stops away from the main tourist spots we found areas where the washing lines were works of art. . I spent a very enjoyable hour in... Continue Reading →
Venetians 3
I like the way most Italians have an innate sense of style - whatever their age. Here are two photographs of older Venetians who have definitely retained their style mojo - notice the umbrella hooked over his left arm, star-studded belt and the lovely watch. . I took the next picture at the corner of a café that sold the... Continue Reading →
A tale of two cities
The occasional rainy weather during our Venice trip made for great umbrella pictures! This lady had remarkably found a comfortable spot to dream and contemplate life right next to the San Zaccaria water bus stop. She'd done well, because San Zaccaria is always thronging with tourists on their way to Saint Mark's Square or waiting for a gondola... Continue Reading →