Portrait
Grain and Grey
A studio sitting on film, one roll, twelve frames. Hard light from a single window, a borrowed camera in her hands and the discipline of not moving for a slow shutter. Medium format makes you count. Every frame is a…
Nature
The Smallest Hours
A green aurora over still water and one figure waiting for it to move. The series is about the hours after midnight: long exposures, cold hands and the patience of standing on a shore for a sky that changes every…
Editorial
Held in the Air
An acrobat, a rope and the half second at the top of the swing when nothing moves. The company asked for the show; I asked for the rehearsal, where the light is worse and the concentration is better. Shot against…
Portrait
Afternoon Without Agenda
Some sessions have a mood board; this one had a bus ticket. We walked until the houses ran out and the beach started, and photographed whatever the wind and the flat light offered. He is a writer, and the pictures…
Nature
Field After Rain
A leaf still heavy with water and a butterfly that stayed long enough for three frames. The garden returns to colour after the storm, one drop at a time, while the light comes and goes between the clouds. Storm light…
Street
Under the Lights
A city after dusk, photographed beneath towers and one orange sculpture that lights the whole street. The evening unfolds through passing cars, lit windows and quiet exchanges at the edge of the square, where the smallest moments hold. I photograph…
Editorial
Small Against the Canyon
A canyon at the end of the afternoon, two walls of sandstone and one body between them. The commission asked for scale; the answer turned out to be the walking figure, which is the only thing in the frame you…
Travel
Where the Cliffs Break
The arch is a twenty minute scramble from the road and worth every scraped knee. I waited for the sun to come round the headland, and when it did the whole face of the cliff turned the colour of a…
Street
Quiet Stone Streets
An hour after dawn the old city belongs to the pigeons and the bread sellers. From the roof the domes stack up in stages, and the haze takes the far ones first. Everything here is the same colour until the…
Stay in the frame
New work, field notes and the occasional dispatch from wherever the light is good.