Behind The Photograph: The Value of Light Upon A Facade
We imagine that a camera records what is there. But perhaps it also records the conditions under which something finally became visible to us.
We imagine that a camera records what is there. But perhaps it also records the conditions under which something finally became visible to us.
From darkness to revelation, exploring how light transforms what we see.
In times when a fact is not a fact and a photograph is not a photograph, I find a need to blur out what others are telling me and connect with the reality of the present moment.
Across a building extruded from the Triassic and Jurassic this isn't just a parable of faith, but also the story of the cosmos itself and our part in it.
Each week I send out a short, fresh reflection from the road – photographs, sketches, and observations from old places that still have something to teach us. What follows is a moment from those travels. Northumbrian Light The forecast was good and so the shoot was on. I arrived at the...
After spending prolonged days wrestling with the light through my viewfinder, I’ve experienced a kind of photo-serotonin effect, as if a transfusion has taken place resulting in an inner glow, unable to stop chattering; a feeling of being baptised with the splendour of it.
And then, without warning - a chiaroscuro. The landscape delivers its crescendo: the spire of the Marble Church piercing the firmament from a brace of gargoyles, that project above a dip in the distant Clwydian hills.
All the best things are double-baked—in this case, built and built again. Many of the stones that have held up the walls for over 1,300 years were tooled and carved by the hands of Romans.
Inside the nave, the vaulting is a vast geometry caught in Medusa’s gaze, but here the softened, soapy Caen unfurls fern-like.
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships