I was attending an award ceremony for Learn Direct where I saw a young man in a wheelchair watching the awards. After the presentation, I saw his parents hugging him, so I went over and asked him his name. His name was Neil and he had severe Cerebral Palsy. I could see Neil’s parents loved him dearly. So I made a real fuss of them and Neil was crying with laughter and joy, as were his
No Comments
An hour in Cafe Rouge with 90 yr old Elsie
I love to photograph people almost as if I need to photograph someone daily, a bit like we all feel like a snack in the day, we feel we have to eat one- it’s like me with my photography. Well I love snacks way too much myself. I need to photograph someone daily as taking pictures is my daily food or I just feel empty. The problem for me is that whenever I go into a restaurant or a café, within
No Comments
The Jacuzzi Babes
It was 7:00am as I walked into my local swimming baths and did my usual A-Z lengths of the swimming pool. When I stepped out of the pool, I saw three ladies chatting in the Jacuzzi and immediately thought to myself this could be a good picture. I see people in situations all the time and instantly my brain tells me take a picture. By this I mean I always have a plan for a picture before I say ‘hello
No Comments
Our Wonderful Veterans
Four years ago I was watching the news on he annual Poppy Day Parade on T.V and as usual all you see is lots of veterans marching and then the Queen and the Prime Minister and other politicians laying wreathes and that’s all you see. I thought who are these wonderful veterans – where are the interviewers on the day. Who are these incredible people – or rather senior VIP men and women
No Comments
The Real Spirits of the Press Association
Today I was photographing some portraits of corporates, who work at the London Press Association, for their new website. At our first meeting I told them that I thought that the portraits of people on company websites do not reflect who that person really is and that companies would be better to have photographs that capture the true spirit and soul of the person. The Press Association is a fantastic
No Comments
Ron and his tattoos
I was standing on an escalator at Islington tube and standing in front of me was a shaven-headed, tattooed young man. I could only see the back of his head, but the tattoos on his arms and head made me think he was angry inside his body. I could not see his face, but I felt I had to say hello- however would he be friendly… or tell me to F’ off? From behind he looked interesting and it
Recent Posts
- My day with the Rolling Stones Posted 20/09/11
- The Glamorous People of London Posted 19/09/11
- City Surfer Posted 15/09/11
- Health Club Posted 14/09/11
- Pub People ... The Two Doves Posted 13/09/11
- Fred and Gladys Posted 12/09/11
- The lady now up in heaven Posted 09/09/11
- Treasure your Health Posted 08/09/11