The end of digmore

It would have been great to have been out on saturday night taking snapshots of peoples halloween costumes. Towards the early hours I saw one guy and I couldn't tell whether he was in fancy dress or had just left a&e. Maybe next year if the polaroid fairy comes to town and forgets her cargo I will make my wish come true.

Instead I joined some friends to say goodbye to digmore. I posted some photographs on this blog a few months back from digmore..(see here). I guess people would just think it's a place to ride your bmx - but I never went their to really photograph that. I wanted to capture the people and the spirit there - because to them - that was digmore..

I never wanted to stop taking photos at this place but i'll have to now as the story has moved on. So i'll be culminating my work in a short photofilm here on this blog soon. For now though some shots from the last evening where everyone enjoyed the warmth of a good fire...

Foraging

My brother and I both share a passion for food. So when he invited me out on a foraging expedition with a friend the other week I could hardly say no. Paul (my brother) and Bradley armed themselves with receptacles, a flask of tea and a guide to edible wild plants whilst I loaded my trusty Bronica up for a days strolling.

Alex James

When I was (even) younger it was all Blur or Oasis but despite being firmly not in the latter camp I'd be hard pressed to give any details. Obviously I love 'Girls & Boys', 'Song 2' and the toe tapping 'Country House'......who doesn't but I'd be hard pressed to give any more info on the band than that. So it was with surprise when I was tasked to photograph Alex James. Ok....so who's Alex James? Even my mother seemed to know of this brit-pop turned self proclaimed cheese aficionado. Oh well....I didn't who he was..





I'm definitely going to need an assistant if I have to photograph five kids a rockstar and his wife again......I'm not going to even post the shot's where they tried to get the family pet in too....

Murray

Van Trip

I went for a small surf trip in the van recently with my mate noah. It was supposed to be time away from work and life, and as people who surf (not surfers) - try to get out on our boards more in three days than we have managed in the last six months. It was cold and my sleeping bag was inadequate, but there was some good surf, some big surf and plenty of searching for somewhere to park up.

Oh and lots of tea.

saturday..

I've spent the last two days shooting portraits and editing previous assignments. I did manage to squeeze in a bike ride and the bike is now trying to take over the house..

i know..

I know that some jobs leave a lot to be desired when it comes to the satisfaction of being a photographer. I like to feel like I have achieved something with my job...that sense of achievement after a day at the office...or out of it for that matter. That doesn't always come so naturally..

Now thats not to say that the work you (or me for that matter) is not good, hasn't achieved a brief or the client won't be happy - it is, has and they will... It's just that sometimes it's not exactly exciting or satisfying..

So I'm taking portraits of people I know for no other reason than that. Just portraits of my friends and the people I know..

Tom..or Timmay..photographed at his flat in Bristol.

Chutney..

I'm on batch number three of chutney..making that is. Two successful chutney's already holed up in the larder. I did manage to pull myself away from the kitchen for a moment to elaborate on the photograph from my last post.