Two Little Fishes

Yellow fish, orange fish. Editing somewhat inspired by the ever brilliant Sarah Moon.

Bloomsbury Anemones

Is this not perfect?

Figures

Nature Morte

Inside a bus on a rainy day

Milk

Ballycastle Beach

Now that I'm much busier with work and shooting more personal images I'm looking for ways to speed up the editing process. I've been playing with various types of preset packs - I'm not really interested in how faithful they are to the film stock they claim to emulate (one of the more tedious arguments played out online) but rather on the consistency of the effects they impart. These were in part edited with the Replichrome sample pack, what do you think?

Heart

It's funny what you find in your bedroom when staying in other people's houses.

Jack Rooke: Good Grief

Jack and I met at Bang Said the Gun much earlier this year and got to talking about dead dads and malt loaf. As you do. All of this chat lead to an extreme photoshoot which required me to dangle myself off a balcony over a concrete floor some ten feet below while Jack reclined in a flowery cardboard coffin full of junk food. Once we'd nailed his poster shot (above) and some general portraits we also took the coffin for a little walk outside, much to the surprise and amusement of the good denizens of Shoreditch. 

Jack's gorgeous show Good Grief is opening at the Underbelly in Edinburgh in just a few days time and you'd be an absolute tit to miss it if you're there. RUN AND GET YOUR TICKETS NOW OKAY.

Thanks to Rich Mix for hosting the shoot, to Conor Jatter for the graphic design, and to Soreen for apparently being legends. 

Hound

Swimming at Stiffkey

I recently spent a few days with Tom and Molly in charming Norfolk. One rainy afternoon we bravely went swimming in the sea at Stiffkey (pronounced Stew-key, obviously). The walk there was long and Game-of-Thrones-level arduous through the salt marshes which are beautiful in a bleak way, forging channels and sliding through clayish mud. The sea itself was cold enough to set the blood singing and we paddled about swallowing salt and talking about selkies. Teeth chattering, we hauled ourselves out and legged it back as fast as we could to our reward of Tunnocks-style teacakes from the bakery down the road.

Sunning ourselves

Lisa and I went to get some Vitamin D at the Southbank Centre's Roof Garden last week. You may have seen a shot on Instagram already...

Woodburner at Dalston Eastern Curve Garden

Last week I visited this lovely urban garden for the first time. Woodburner was running then and will be every Tuesday throughout the summer. Delicious music, ice lollies, woodfired pizza, wine and utterly dreamy surroundings all make it a highly recommended evening out.

Your daily Eggleston rip-off.

Alastair Caplin tunes up.

Cellist and singer (and yodeller!) Laura Moody.

Disco balls and drying herbs. 

Palm

Summertime

From that brief but glorious time last weekend when it seemed like the sun might actually have finally arrived.

Home

Back in the saddle + more travels

I'm back! 2014 ended very busily with shoots and projects coming out of my ears and 2015 opened in much the same fashion. To my dismay I fell ill in March and landed up in hospital for an extended stay at the end of April. I'm so happy that I feel well again! Food has never tasted so good, the sun has never been so warm, friends have never been so dear, and photography has never been such fun. 

Our family trip to Krakow was set as a celebration of Mummy Leedale's big 6-0 and ended up being a timely way for me to enjoy the return to real life too. We spent three days pottering around this lovely and elegant city in the warm sunshine. I've treated myself to a get-well present of an adorable little Olympus mirrorless number and couldn't be more pleased with it. After years of lugging a DSLR around on holiday this sweetie feels like it weighs precisely nothing and so far I'm very pleased with the quality of the photos it shoots. 

I hadn't really clocked how big Catholicism is in Poland

Holidaying with this bunch of schmoes was pretty fun.

These dalmation horses were my favourite.

I love holiday apartment decor.

Wawel Castle is basically lifted straight out of a fairytale.

No idea what this guy was doing chilling at a riverside festival. 

Kazimierz was the Jewish quarter for several hundred years. Of Krakow's 70,000-strong Jewish population only 2,000 remained after the War. A small monument (below) stands as a spot for quiet contemplation of this atrocity.

We found where the fruit and vegetables were hiding! In the small market square Plac Nowy.

The Wielska salt mines were impressive - textures on the tunnel walls looked like lunar landscapes there were lots of salt sculptures scattered about.

Amber is a big deal there; much is produced in Northern Poland. I just shopped with my eyes :)

 Thanks for showing us a good time, Poland!