This journal contains notes to myself and my friends, about where I went, what I did, what I photographed; anything that relates to my interests in photography. The photographs used to illustrate the journal are not all likely to appear in a portfolio; they might not be a match for subject, theme, quality (after all, some of the notes are about what went wrong!). But I hope you find something interesting here, something that encourages you to explore further. Thank you.
Sketches from my photographic life
Final stop on my quick visit to the UK was to stay with an old friend from our days at HP who now lives just outside Bristol. I was able to travel directly from York to Bristol by train.
My two oldest (longstanding) friends now both live in York, just a short drive apart, so it was easy to co-ordinate movements for trips and events.
After visiting Whidbey Island, I was able to fly directly from Seattle (ok, via Amsterdam) to Manchester – my first visit to the UK since 2019. First stop was on the Lancashire-Yorkshire boundary with my brother.
My host from the Charlie Waite workshop last year was going to be away for a couple of months, and so Jill and I arranged to look after her house, and garden, for a couple of weeks in May.
I actually like making architectural photographs, exploring the lines and curves.And it can be interesting to question how things are normally seen. Anyone can tilt their head and gain a different perspective on a structure, but only the camera will really remember it.
It’s a while since we’ve done any traveling and the weather’s been much of a muchness so it’s been difficult to get into exploring any of my usual scenes around town.
And then I had the thought, on my normal daily walk into downtown, take my camera with me, set »
Last September I attended a workshop on Whidbey Island in Washington State led by Charlie Waite and Keron Psillas thanks to the Pacific Northwest Art School. I had long known of Charlie and even had a few books by him, so I jumped at the chance »
I haven’t been to the fitness center (it had gotten to the point where getting there and back was taking up too much of the day and I can exercise other ways) and anyway we used to go a different way when I went regularly. Jill has kept going »
I feel like we never see mist locally. It might just be that I grew up with real, dense fogs. Or that I’m not normally one for getting out of bed early, and so the mist has always gone already by the time I look out the window.
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I get out of the house most afternoons, typically mid to late afternoon, but this day being extra late collided with the short days after the winter solstice. And although I went for a walk into town, I had my camera with me, and on the »