Reflections

Brick Lane

Brick Lane is all about the people you meet on your journey

Inspired Street Photography

Today was supposed to be a subdued day after our long walk yesterday, but my life just doesn’t work like that. After reading part of the excellent book Find Your Frame by Craig Whitehead, I felt inspired. When I woke up and saw the sun shining early in the

Skegness With Rubbish Weather

This must be the period for spontaneity because after last weekends trip to Nottingham, today we just decided to head to the seaside for a couple of hours after work. When I say the lift was rubbish, you better believe it. Someone needs to tell the world that it’s

Out Early To Nottingham

I did something that I never do. Got up early and went to shoot some street photos. There was already a long day lined up but I had a creative itch that I hadn’t been able to scratch for a while, and it needed satisfying. It was a really

Small Town Streets

Few random shots from Melton Mowbray, UK. Street photography isn’t all about massive cities.

Lincoln Street Photos

Decided to head to Lincoln for some time shooting. A new camera always does this to me for a while but I haven’t been dedicating enough time to going out and just seeing what I can find. Lincoln is always bustling with life and despite living there for a

Just Go Shoot

The first Peter McKinnon video I have watched in a while summed up a very modern photography problem perfectly: just go shoot a sunrise for no other reason than to absolutely fucking enjoy it. In the questions of what will you do with the photos? After. Who cares nothing, do

What Don’t You Want

As I move my working life towards planning, proposing, and delivering on major projects, I’ve realized what a pain it can be. From the outside looking in, those three steps look easy, but to do them properly, you first need to outline exactly what the result shouldn’t achieve.

Why Are You Working?

It was, as Thanos says, inevitable. I am so shockingly boring that I couldn’t stop working even for one day off. There was little point in tidying up after myself and trying to hide the fact that I can’t do other things. So, when all the family returned