You get the telescope out to try and see more clearly but it doesn’t help. It’s the wrong way round. And they’re getting further away.
Has something just happened? Or is something about to happen? Or perhaps nothing ever happens up here in the waiting room on the roof of the known world.
Thoughts of home after the uncertainty of carefully picking your way up river past sandbars and shoals.
Cammo Estate is a dilapidated park on the western outskirts of Edinburgh. The house and stables are now in advanced state of collapse and the grounds are severely overgrown. Just the place then to go for some photographs. In this set I was aiming to capture some of the unreal dream-like qualities of the place
It’s as though the bridge is being cast in front of your eyes, a trail of molten gold flowing along the raised track.
The story behind the image. There was something about the line of gravestones not just leading to the door but also taking you back in time as you walk along beside them.
Bamburgh, 2016: bringing myths to life – the story behind the image.
Piemme, Bologna, 2006: the story behind the image
It does seem I get inspired by bad weather. I just needed 50 seconds between squalls to get the long exposure shot, and I wasn’t getting them.
Over the years trees have featured prominently in the photographs I take. Here’s some of my favourites.