The Way of The Camera

After months away from film, I picked up my Minolta again — not to build a habit, but out of pure curiosity about a new Ilford stock. What started as research into orthochromatic film turned into a single walk that reminded me what photography is actually for. Three images came out of it: a self-portrait half-lost in the grass, a familiar bike ramp with lens flare that shouldn't work in black...

This month's episode moves through four pictures — a snail gliding down a basement staircase, a mismatched shadow in London, a stump in Berlin already sprouting new life, and a tree in Kew Gardens after a forest bathing workshop. Together they trace one thread through July: slowing down isn't a mood that arrives on its own, it's a practice you keep choosing. I also share what a thre...

The photo of June that I keep coming back to from June isn't the one from the art fair, or the one from the workshop - it's the plant by my own front door.  No technique behind it. No concept borrowed from somewhere else. Just light moving through leaves, and me, finally looking without trying to gain anything from it.  I used to think mastering something would make my work matter. Turns...

This May I took four photographs. None of them are remarkable. But each one asked me a question: They had nothing to do with technique, yet and everything to do with choosing.  One was made in the middle of a London rush-hour crowd. One was a portrait that reminded me why I stopped doing street photography. One was taken in a Zen garden that slowed my mind down enough to hear what I already knew....

Creating from within has two dimensions. One is to be connected with our inner being. The other is to truly be in the moment — not observing it, but part of it. The photographer and the photograph become one thing.  Five photographs of April - not all of them worked — and the ones that didn't taught me more than the ones that did. This is a reflection on the difference between capturing a mom...