6th October 2021 It had been weeks since my last visit to the square with my camera. I was feeling the need to get back there and re-immerse myself in the familiarity of this landscape. Neither the weather nor the light conditions were offering inspiration, so I headed straight to the two trees. There was …
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On 20th November 2016, the day after my birthday, I walked from my house with a few friends who had come to visit for the weekend, along the road and up onto the local fell. I had not been living in the house for very long but I hadn’t wasted any time checking out the …
Back in October 2019 I entered three photographs into Trail Magazines ‘UK Mountain Photo 2019’ competition. With no particular regularity I’ve entered a number of photographic competitions over the years, as and when I think I have an image or images that have a chance. Now I ought to quickly follow that statement up by …
What is the hardest thing about landscape photography? Surely it’s dragging yourself out of bed at the crack of sparrows to go and get those sunrise shots. At times it feels that way at least. That mental battle that takes place – tired, warm, comfortable, as opposed to beautiful sunrise, soft light, being out there …
Ok, I’m the first to admit that I’m a bit of a hoarder. There does come a point though when enough is enough and I’ve recently drawn the line at transferring years and years worth of photographic and outdoor magazines to my new storage cupboards. I’m having a bit of an ‘autumn clean’. First of …
Standing at the water’s edge on the beach at Rathmullan in County Donegal a few weeks ago I watched the movement of water change the shape of the bootlace-like seaweed caught in the ebb and flow of the gentle tide…
Summit View from Triglav: One of the photographs on display from a recent exhibition at Stir in Cambridge…
The gradient steepened as I neared the end of the climb and approached the flat summit. As the terrain suddenly and dramatically flattened the wind hit me and all the effort of the ascent dissolved into the freedom of a gradient-free stroll. I was now walking across what struck me as being a super-sized site …
I was talking to a couple of friends of mine about photography recently and we got onto the subject of ‘the days of film.’ One of them was a committed darkroom worker. They would spend hours producing black and white prints, becoming completely absorbed in the whole process and even gaining comfort from the smell …
