In 1977 I was working on secondment at an office on Euston Road in London. I had recently upgraded to a Minolta SRT 303b and happening to see an invitation for entries to a phot...
I always had dreams and ambitions of being a great photographer, like a short bearded heavy metal loving and badass motorcycle hooligan Aussie version of Henri Cartier-Bresson. ...
The late 1950s saw a brief peak in the popularity of cameras taking twelve 4x4 cm images on 127 film. They offered better-than-35mm quality without the bulk of a 6x6 medium form...
In March of 2021, I found myself shooting film for the first time in many years. As mentioned in my prior “5 frames with…”, my earliest rolls were mostly about chasing the orang...
One Christmas, early in my marriage, I ended up spending Christmas at my in-laws house, which was in a different city from the one I lived in. Due to a mix-up caused by the logi...
I’m new here, so a short history. My life in photography began in Glasgow in sepia-toned far-off memories that shape the year 2006. Zinedine Zidane had just head-butted Fr...
The first international trip since the onset of the COVID-19 pandemic brought us to Bilbao, which offers many photographic opportunities and challenges. Of course there is the G...
At the start of 2021, I had committed myself to a 365 photo challenge. I hadn’t shot “seriously” in years, and I needed some way of cajoling myself out of a deepening creative d...
