Photographs are the closest thing we have to permanent memories. Alternatively, photographs capture a the details of light that can’t change due to age, context or existen...
Thoughts about photogrpahy.
For several years, Kate and I rented booth space in a New England antiques shop that turned out to be very haunted. A delightful British woman (whom I’ll call “Mrs...
Back in 1979 I decided I’d had enough of the daily trudge of my office job for the past four years and considered it was maybe time to try something different. As I was q...
I’m talking about the EXA 1-A, my first ‘grown-up’ camera. Don’t confuse this model with classic Exacta cameras with leaf or focal plane shutters. Th...
It was June 2015, the first month of Melbourne’s winter, and I had tired of digital photography. I had bought an entry level Nikon DSLR in January of 2015 as a move up fr...
Whatever the reason, my telephone fell off the wall regularly, and I used tape and gum to effect repairs. When the handset gave up, I used my stereo headphones for the receiver....
It’s summer 1992 and four of my friends are in a band and have just secured a support slot at a local venue, they need someone to come along and photograph their set. Nat...