Today a group of photographers who have come together around a podcast by Neale James and Kev Mullins were set the challenge of completing a self-portrait using a mirror. That required I pick my camera up early and encouraged me to hobble around the house looking for some means of completing the task. Generally self-portraits... Continue Reading →

Woke up at 4.50am with severe pain in my knee, so stumbled downstairs to get some paracetemol. It appears walking hard everyday for a fortnight and then stopping and sitting at a desk for a whole two days in a row is a bad recipe for a knackered knee. What seems like a hundred years... Continue Reading →

We were hoping for some sun, so we could avoid walking out and sit in the garden instead, let the outdoors come to us. The lads and Gwyn had a crack at that but the washing was blowing so hard a sheet got torn on our Gooseberry bush. I admit to hating Gooseberry bushes, who... Continue Reading →

Saturday, and today was all about making, tidying and creating. Gwyn made a Rainbow, Dylan spent the day gardening, and I reduced the file sizes of my photographs on this very website. Bad protocol apparently having big files, as they're mostly viewed on phones, so if Google thinks they'll take a long time to load,... Continue Reading →

Repetition and routine. Gwyn joked that we were on blursday, the forty-tenth of Maypril, and it can feel a little like that.  So after work, and dropping off some shopping for isolating family we took our daily exercise, this time away from the coast, a public footpath that leads towards the motorway and away from... Continue Reading →

Most of the day was taken up with work and various domestic activities, unsurprisingly. Preparing materials, writing, cooking, shopping, some for us, some for others. It's a week or so since I started this, and I could write lots about the predictable failures of politicians, the endless repetition of targets for testing, whilst targets set... Continue Reading →

Grey day, flashes of light here and there, but the cloud's not moved in a hurry. Different day and a different trek, all from home of course and well away from anyone else. It's Gwyn's birthday, so we treated ourselves and stayed out for more than an hour. There's not much to tell, I've tried... Continue Reading →

The silent repetition of another day, very little movement in the street, the train tracks five hundred metres from our house silenced and activity in the adjacent engine works stopped. In the morning there was just bird song, soft light and pots to wash. It feels, and it is, inadequate to write about something as... Continue Reading →

How to document the absence of people? I've been thinking about this a little in-between errands, and compiling shopping lists for people who can't go shopping, or teaching online, or at least speaking online with students. Documentary photography is richest when observing people, but in their absence do we become architectural or landscape photographers by... Continue Reading →