25th July 2015 – A friend has loaned their cottage, other friends flying up from London. We can’t fit four in the big car, not with luggage, bedding and all, so I’ll take the food in the C1 and set… Read more >
8th July 2015 – I am taking advantage of the late light again today. Fallin was a mining village untill 1987. On the other side of the still-tidal river Forth, Tullibody’s pits mined the same seams.
28th June 2015 – In the middle of Stirling, in front of the council offices, there an area which looks quite out of place, borderline surreal: several acres of ground have been sown with joyful wild flowers as if it… Read more >
24th June 2015 – From the 1830s through to the 1960s, Whifflet was a major coal and steel centre. This track was originally part of the railway network which would have fed the works with raw materials and carried its… Read more >
6th June 2015 – Working with the light and with the place is becoming easier and more productive each day. I am really pleased with these two images made in Punto Milocca and Ognina. Colour, light and above all, Sicily.
5th June 2015 – I’m not sure when the Italians come to their holiday homes, but it certainly is not now. Mostly there is silence behind locked gates, but sometimes there are the sounds of preparation and making-ready for the… Read more >
4th June 2015 – Is it as hard for you as it is for me to sit all day on a blissfully sandy Mediterranean beach, reading a book and having the occaisional refreshing dip between chapters? Being still is not… Read more >
16 April 2015 – It happens very gradually, almost imperceptably. The greening. So far only Sallow and Hawthorn are shifting the colour of hedge and scrub, opening the play as Robins and Blackbirds open the dawn chorus. Soon Birch and Poplar… Read more >
14 March 2015 – I am a little out-of-area today. I find myself on the Paisley side of the border and spot a path beyond a fence. I can’t resist. Days are lengthening and Coltsfoot, always the first thing to… Read more >
25 February 2015 – Very nearly twenty-six years ago I was stalking the Essex bank of the Thames estuary with a (then) thirty year-old Microflex twin lens reflex fixed on to a tripod. That thursday I made nine exposures. The… Read more >