Living by nature’s clock

As mainly an outdoor photographer and keen gardener, my life is dictated to by the seasons. We can only do certain tasks or shoot certain pictures at set times of the year. There's no point planning to shoot leaf fall in June just as you can't grow tomatoes in December. And that's a really good …

A racetrack, a pinhole camera, a winters day and maybe a few ghosts.

So i finally got out yesterday with my pinhole camera. Armed with a roll of Kosmo 100 black and white film i visited Oulton Park racetrack in Cheshire to see what the camera could do. It was a beautifully sunny day so even using a tiny pinhole aperture exposures were typically around 1 sec, which …

Journeys into pinhole photography

My wife bought me this beautiful hand crafted camera for Xmas but because of the things that dogged this years festivities i haven't really had chance to use it. Until now. I know it doesn't look like a camera, certainly not one that today's generation would recognise. However it is about as true to photography …

The loneliness of a British fairground in Winter

Life Through the Lens

Continuing with my trip to Rhyl in North Wales, this is what the fairground looks like out of season.  Lonely, abandoned and forgotten; the summer laughter long since faded into the silence of winter. A ghost town awaiting the friendlier days of spring.

The sad water ride

The lonely railway

The sleeping red hut

Chips 1

Chips 2

Chips 3

the empty arcade

No time to stop..

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waiting for better weather

Rhyl sands

The Sleeping Fairground

Crazy golf

I don’t know about you but i find a British fairground in winter quite a sad place. All the noise and life the summer brings is gone. The energy, the laughter and the excitement has been blown away on the wind. It becomes an abandoned and forgotten wilderness, left to fend for itself until the warmer weather returns.

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What photography holds for me in 2020…..i hope.

Writing this i am looking outside the window at grey skies and bare trees blowing in the wind. There is frost on the ground and mist in the air. It is nearing the end of January here in the UK. It is cold, damp and windy and i am starting to get my motivation back. …