Boozers

The other day I was walking somewhere in the evening and it was quite chilly and I went past a pub just as someone left. Out side the pub was a man smoking and the smell of the warm pub combined with the smell of the cigarette made me go all wavy lines and nostalgic. I love pubs. My auntie Jean had a mini one in her hotel in the 1970s.  It was more a cupboard with a hatch, a short bar and a line of optics behind.  There was a till and those Big D nuts on a cardboard …

Why do it?

This is the first photograph I ever took.  It is my parents. We were queuing to see and exhibition of Dr Who costumes at Sudley Castle.  I’m not talking about the snazzy new Dr Who.  I’m talking wobbly scenery and costumes that looked as if they had been sent to Vision On as art projects and not quite made the grade.  This was England in the 1970s.  It looked a lot like Poland at the same time.  People wore a lot of brown and there were power cuts and food shortages. I love this photograph because it’s got them down …

light golems

I love this photograph.  It is buy Gerald Figal and I saw it in the f295 group in Facebook and was taken aback by it.  It does all the things I want a photograph to do.  It is mysterious and obvious at the same time.  It is of something that I have seen many times and yet also of something that I could not perceive without the aid of a camera. It is a 10 minute exposure using a pinhole camera of people on an escalator or travelator.  An experience so mundane in itself that very few people might consider …

stopping time

I find it incredibly difficult to talk about how and why I produce the work I do.  I have been accused of lacking focus or narrative because on the whole I photograph what I find when I take walks.  I use to think it goes without saying that the walks are a conduit to the photographs.  I realise that this is insufficient, but I have been struggling to find a way of linking my inner impulses to my output.  In an effort to find a way to talk about what I do, I’ve been looking at what people have to …

Gorilla Splinters

I love my phone, it’s the best phone i have ever owned, it takes fantastic photos, i have apps that let me keep notes and make drawings, i can even update websites and write code.  Mostly, it’s a camera for taking photo notes and going back later to take the photo.  LG wrapped the front of my camera/phone in Gorllia Glass ®.  One thing that always bugged me was that the glass is only on the front, the back is made of normal glass, there is a crack there.  But when i went to buy the wood for this picture, …

Burley Bridge

I used to walk through Burley Park every day on my way to my job at the University of Leeds. This was taken in early 2005; I guess I was on the home straight then as my contract was due to end in that July. I couldn’t wait to get out of there. Because my job was not that strict about when I arrived in the morning, I used to arrive when I felt like it. This meant that I might take different routes but in general I would cross the bridge from the park. When you take a similar …

dogs can’t look up

According to Sean of the Dead. But humans can. It never ceases to amaze me how little attention people pay of anything that is directly above their heads.  I may be hyper sensitive or paranoid or something equally strange, but the stuff dangling above my hair is of immediate interest, at all times.  The most curious thing about all of  that is should you stand pretty much anywhere where other people are and look up, they will look up too because that’s what happens when you pointedly look up, doubly so if you also pointedly point.  Perhaps it is the …

The Wantonness of Statues

There is something a little bit uncomfortable about the pose and look from this statue.  She seems very knowing and not quite appropriate for some one prepubescent.  I walked past her once and found myself going back a couple of times. I wanted her to stand out in black and white as she was actually verdegris.  Behind her the tress were dark and still green but they did’t have a great degree of tonal difference to the statue and it was important to me that her face, the round shapes on her eyelids as well as the softness of her …

Cathedral Belltower in Split

I am terrified of heights. it is getting worse as I get older.  when I remember my dreams, the thing I have been dreaming generally involves a fall off high things, mostly balconies where for some reason or other, the balustrade has gone missing.  I panic a lot. but I always wake up before I hit the ground.  I wish I was a lucid dreamer and could realise I am dreaming and fly instead of plummeting, terrified, to the ground. why I am terrified interests me because I know most terrors are irrational.  so I challenge my fears frequently. I …

Chartier

Technically, I didn’t take this photograph at all, it just happened that our table was beneath some coat hooks and I asked my friend Marcelo to put the camera up there while him me and Rei ate our meal. We were in the restaurant because we used to do lith printing together at a darkroom in east London.  Lith printing is all about time, developing a print can take a very long time indeed, judging when it is done is not easy.  Lith prints have a ‘snatch point’ the moment when you should pull it from the developer before it …