Another Manchester marathon, and I was looking for a new way to approach photographing it. Although there’s always the runners, the spectators and the entertainment, I like to have some sort of ‘hook’ to think about that marks one year off from another.
This year I decided to look at the runners’ feet: after all, what is more evocative of the experience for the majority of participants than the state of their feet at the end of it?
And, yes, I am aware that not everybody runs the marathon.
It was city marathon time in Manchester last weekend, and the route passes through my town so, for the third year, I went down to take some photographs. Continue reading “Look the other way”
Ever looked at a photograph and thought that it lacked something, but you’re not sure what? In many cases, the thing that’s lacking is a point to the image. Why was it taken? What is it saying? What, when all’s said and done, is this picture about?
Continue reading “Yes, but what’s it about?”
This time last year, I was cursing the Manchester marathon: my house was surrounded by closed roads, and I needed to get to the airport to catch a plane. Continue reading “Manchester marathon”