This is my daughter HB. Today we were shopping, (walking 327 miles around Ikea’s human-livestock milking maze), and eventually she decided that a trolley was marginally better when combined with a rare chocolate-coin bribe than me breaking my back carrying her around as is her usual want! Anyway, this is all irrelevant except to explain...
This is Chris. The 26th person in order from my 100 portraits project. Poor Chris from memory deserved some praise for showing up to meet me for photographs on a weekend morning considering that he had had a lively night beforehand leaving him the worse for wear; very game indeed considering I took 140-or-so exposures....
It’s really interesting picking up on my 100-portraits project again. Innes is a case in point. There were about 6 or 7 distinct images that I could have chosen, and what absolutely amazes me is that I remember dismissing some of them back in 2008 and now that I’m looking again, I really like some...
A snatched moment today of the Drumchapel water tower. This is one of the most striking and futuristic structures that the ’50s gave Glasgow. I have always wanted to photograph it, but had imagined dreamy sunset skies and the magical mood lighting that the city has given its water towers. What I got was 10...
After my post yesterday about artistic risk-taking, I am moderately sheepish about offering this safe genre photograph of a bunch of roses that have cheered up this cold January house a little bit. I really liked their orange and red variegation and so resolved to capture them before their inevitable decay. This was using normal...
