About Me - Learning To See Again
For over twenty years I've been seeking out alternative stories in our surviving material culture and sharing them with my photographs and words.
For over twenty years I've been seeking out alternative stories in our surviving material culture and sharing them with my photographs and words.
In the late 1990's I had a breakdown that ultimately led me, through a journey that took me away from depression, to a new career in photography. But what was the spark that ignited my journey?
Creating a membership scheme is probably the hardest thing I've ever done..
In many ways the process of painting felt like a pilgrimage - throwing up its challenges and yet leading me into a deeper understanding of the people behind the glass.
At times I felt as though the building was simply bobbing up for air before slipping back into the currents of the past. At Ashbourne - I simply let go of my anxiety and allowed the light and the building to guide me.
Here in Paris, with his work all around me, I feel the cataracts of modern life thinning and, for a moment, the light streams in just as it did through the curved glass of my Grandad’s Beetle window, heading east into the promise of Yorkshire.
What struck me walking through Louth was how much cohesion is embedded within these surfaces. The town feels less designed and more incremental - shaped gradually through negotiation between utility, beauty, repair and inheritance.
For a moment, the world stopped feeling closed to me. The contract with the present felt renewed. And I found myself thinking - with unusual clarity - that I will never give up on this world while places like this, and the people capable of making them, still exist within it.
As I follow each cursive curve and incision, I begin to sense the song of the person who etched it into the metal surface. The plate ceases to be an artefact pinned beneath history and becomes something warmer and more immediate
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships