Photographs are the closest thing we have to permanent memories. Alternatively, photographs capture a the details of light that can’t change due to age, context or existen...
Thoughts about photogrpahy.
For several years, Kate and I rented booth space in a New England antiques shop that turned out to be very haunted. A delightful British woman (whom I’ll call “Mrs. P”) had purc...
Back in 1979 I decided I’d had enough of the daily trudge of my office job for the past four years and considered it was maybe time to try something different. As I was quite en...
I’m talking about the EXA 1-A, my first ‘grown-up’ camera. Don’t confuse this model with classic Exacta cameras with leaf or focal plane shutters. The Exa has no real shutter. T...
It was June 2015, the first month of Melbourne’s winter, and I had tired of digital photography. I had bought an entry level Nikon DSLR in January of 2015 as a move up from the ...
Whatever the reason, my telephone fell off the wall regularly, and I used tape and gum to effect repairs. When the handset gave up, I used my stereo headphones for the receiver....
It’s summer 1992 and four of my friends are in a band and have just secured a support slot at a local venue, they need someone to come along and photograph their set. Naturally,...