I have added the following text to my Services page:
In September 2014, I signed my name to the UN’s HeForShe campaign. My intent was to confirm (to myself, as much as anybody) my commitment to the principles enshrined in (for example) the EU Charter of Fundamental Rights. In signing the UN’s campaign, I was committing myself to do more than just hold those principles dear to me, but to actively stand up for them: to oppose those who would deny another person their fundamental rights.
As a part of taking an active stance on these matters, I want to state the following:
Whilst I take great delight in shooting photographs for people, and am always happy to accommodate your needs and desires wherever possible,
- If you have a misogynistic attitude, or if you believe that misogyny is not a global, cross-culture, cross-societal problem that needs to be tackled; or
- If you have a racist attitude, or if you believe that racism is not a global, cross-culture, cross-societal problem that needs to be tackled; or
- If you have a homophobic attitude, or if you believe that homophobia is not a global cross-culture, cross-societal problem that needs to be tackled;
then I do not want to do business with you.
This is my statement of personal ethics. It’s important to me.
I wanted to take some pictures that were solely about the colours of autumn, and not about any other aspect of the season.
These are what I came up with.
One thing that I find myself constantly being attracted to in my photography is regular arrangements. I like the symmetry they present, whether that’s naturally occurring or human-designed.
I was at Salford City Stadium for the Sale Sharks press day ahead of the new season, and I couldn’t help but take this pair of pictures…
I was out and about taking pictures, when I thought that it would be nice to get a few high-level shots of the town. Well, we’ve got a high-level car park that looks over the main shopping street, so I went up there to have a look.
It took about 5 minutes before two security guards approached me…
Continue reading “Do I look like a subversive to you?”
I mentioned in my last post that I rather like the Salford Quays area, so today I took a trip up there again and had a wander around The Lowry.
I credit The Lowry with sparking my interest in, and appreciation of, modern architecture. I had long felt that the only worthwhile buildings were old(er), either because I was impressed by the feats of engineering using ‘primitive’ methods or the obvious pride the builders took in their constructions.
Continue reading “The Lowry – an appreciation”
Another frosty morning. Different light this time – cloudier, so slightly bluer than the last post.
I rather like the way that the frost adds definition to the writing and mould marks on this one:
The lonely guardian of the flower bed:
Waiting for spring:
Nikon D800, Nikon 50mm f/1.8
Tags: autumn, frost, bin, twig, photograph
This morning was the first of the autumn where the temperature was below freezing when I got up. A clear sky, morning “golden hour” light and a beard-like covering of frost on everything – what more does a photographer need?
Shot on a Nikon D800 with Nikon 50mm f/1.8 lens. Processed in Adobe Lightroom 4, using Kodak Porta 160 NC emulation presets from http://xequals.com/blog
Not – I hasten to point out – the refraction-through-a-raindrop kind. No, these are rainbows that have autumn as their root cause.
As the amount of daylight decreases and the atmospheric temperature drops, one class of trees protects itself from excessive water loss by shedding its leaves. Prior to shedding, though, the leaves undergo an amazing transformation – one that everyone knows and that everyone looks forward to as a sort of reward for putting up with the loss of summer (assuming there was a summer to lose).
Continue reading “Autumn rainbows”
I recently did a short photoshoot to promote a local Hallowe’en event. We wanted a spooky witch outside the town market hall (where the event will be taking place), so that necessitated a night shoot. Great. I’ve not done one of those before – but, then again, it can’t be that different from a dark studio, right? (Well, apart from the vicissitudes of the weather.)
As it turned out, we had a very pleasant evening for it; not cold and no wind to blow the lights over. I used two speedlights: an old, cheap and trusty thing toward the back at the left to provide a bit of rim lighting, and my SB-600 front and left (about waist-high, to get under the hat), fitted with an orange diffuser.
Continue reading “Spooky-woo!”
Among my fondest memories of childhood are those summer days spent in Margate on the Kent coast. The seaside was a magical place, especially when the sun shone brightly – hot sand between your toes, bright, whitewashed buildings, getting soaked on the water rides. Ice cream, candy floss and sticks of rock. And over it all, the raucous din of the fun fair: the rumble of the roller coaster puctuated by delighted screams as it began its vertiginous descent, the clangs and whistles of various rides, all overlaid on the background chatter of thousands of happy people.
And then you grow up and you start seeing the peeling paint, the tattiness of the souvenirs, the world-weary cynicism of the owners of the rides. And yet… so what? Isn’t that the glory of the seaside, that it can be a bit tacky and yet be a source of fun and a good day out? The next time the sun shines, get down to the seaside – forget the grown-up ennui and buy an ice cream, kick your shoes off and paddle in the sea. Wear a ‘kiss me quick’ hat and go for a ride on the ghost train. Remember, for a while, the simple of joys of being a child…