While walking back to our car after Indian food with friends, my wife and I passed a group of kids waiting in front of a skate venue that was hosting live music later in the eve...
Tevere, the river that divides Rome in two, is one of my favourite places. No matter how much chaos there is in the ‘high places’: walking along the banks of the riv...
My last article, Two Photographers, One Camera, and the Crushing Disappointment of Film, attracted a fair amount of comments—encouraging and not-so-encouraging. The ...
Ever since I started photography, when digital was not even a dream, I always love the effect of film grain. It always felt as if it was made by an artist, albeit a chemical one...
After the first test of my Rolleicord Vb with Ilford HP5, I wanted to try a color film, and my choice fell on Kodak Portra 400, a film considered a milestone by many. The cloudy...
Hiking the forests around Oregon’s Mount Hood is a source of great pleasure. Recently, I hiked along a favorite crook with my Leica M3 loaded with Portra 160 film. ...
Sometimes I can complete a roll quickly, sometimes it’s a painstaking process; a few exposures here and there even though I want to try and pressure myself and accomplish ...
I grew up in a village in the south of England. Not a deeply rural place, but surrounded by enough woodland and field to keep any child exploring through many a long summer. Dur...