Photography
Week notes #9: missing my window
Nearly 2 years ago, I suggested I may have made an error in titling a series of posts ‘week notes’. That was #8, and today is #9.Rather than waste time coming up with a new title for (clearly very)...
Photography
Nearly 2 years ago, I suggested I may have made an error in titling a series of posts ‘week notes’. That was #8, and today is #9.Rather than waste time coming up with a new title for (clearly very)...
With an hour to spare one morning in February, I took the opportunity for a quick walk around Cullercoats, winding around the top of the bay then down and onto the harbour wall. The ti...
A short walk along the coast from Souter Lighthouse, the cliffs roll down to a small white-pebbled beach: Whitburn Old Quarry.My dad lived nearby for a couple of years and we used to walk the dog ...
Where have the past 4 months gone? In 2020 I took over 19,000 photographs; in 2021 it dipped a little to just under 15,000. As we near the halfway point of 2022, I’m at the 3,800 mark and on track ...
Photography has really taken a back seat for me over the last 6 months, simply through being too busy with other things. In the interests of getting this journal going again, here’s a quick photo f...
A little while back I shared a photograph looking back at Cullercoats Bay after a rainstorm had passed. The fast-changing, high-contrast light that followed the rain was so fun to photograph and I...
At the end of May and start of June this year, a persistent sea fret (or haar—coastal fog) arrived and sat on the Northumberland coast for a few days. We took a trip up the coast to Bamburgh Castl...
I held off moving this photo into my ‘Processed’ collection in Lightroom for years. Each time I reconfirmed to myself that I liked it, some nagging voice in the back of my mind would point out that...
A pattern I always used to notice as a child was that the weather always seemed to perk up for a week or two as the new school year started in September. It meant we could play football in th...
Arriving at St. Mary’s Island one morning in February, I was just in time to catch the wonderful orange glow of a winter sunrise on the partially snow-covered landscape.As I wrote at the time, it ...