It’s December the 23. 2018. Midnight. I’m standing in the bathroom of my parents house brushing my teeth. It felt like nothing had changed since my childhood. Everything as usua...
One of the wonderful things about photography is how broad it is as a pastime. The options are absolutely endless, from capture media, camera type, process to display. In fact, ...
Like many others my introduction to photography was through film - my Dad’s 35mm Yashica originally before moving on to digital. I developed and printed my own prints for a few ...
“It is a mistake for any artist to think that their personal world is interesting. It is not. What is interesting is to use the personal to arrive at the universal.”The above is...
After a summer spent overexposing bulk bought colour negative film on trips to the beach and praying that the airport scanners weren’t going to fry my film on the way home, I de...
It is certainly no exaggeration to say that film photography is coming back with a vengeance. Even the most die-hard celluloid sniffers had shelved or sold their analogue gear b...
As we approach the end of the year, and nights draw in closer, and colder, I'm taking the opportunity to go through my archive of photographs, in order to start curating them in...
One delightfully horrid January morning in 2018 - probably a Wednesday, nothing ever good happens on a Wednesday I woke in excruciating pain. I hadn’t been drinking the night be...