a small space of light
I go everywhere with a camera. I can’t help it. I have three on my desk as I write this. My family and friends put up with me clicking away with wry amusement. I’m the one that always takes the pictures at a party. The one always behind it. I can’t help it. There are so many images that just beg to be captured. You have to truly love photography to “get” it. It’s my nirvana
I love looking at light. How it shapes. Accentuates. Sharpens or softens. Wondering how I could use it. Where should I sit, lie or stand. Caressing an image into shape. Waiting for that moment. Anticipating. Holding my breath. And then it’s gone. A capture of a sliver of time. That’s how I work. There is nothing more satisfying than to read the notes from my clients. Or photographs of my photographs on customers walls. It makes me smile inside.
The first chill of autumn brushed across my face. A breath of Yorkshire air. Grasses danced before my eyes. The Moor a sea of never ending purple. The last light of a glorious day.read more
Finally it’s that time of year as autumn ever so gently makes its presence felt. Colder, crisper mornings and the landscape caressed with early morning mist.read more
Working landscape photographers review of the Pentax 645z including thoughts on Pentax lenses and accessories suitable for the Pentax 645z.read more
Truly there is nothing so infectious as the gurgling laughter of a baby. That honest and warm chuckle that seems to come from the very tips of their toes. You just can’t help but smile and laugh in return. As Cerys pulled back my hands to see my eyes and my repeated “peep-po” the laughter came again.read more