Landlocked
Above: 'Figure on a beach'. 2017
Above: 'Figure on a beach'. 2017
"Like many people, my earliest memories of taking photographs was whilst on family holidays, inevitably by the seaside as part of that familiar ritual of the holiday snapshot. The old "Kodak Moment" and all that!
"Like many people, my earliest memories of taking photographs was whilst on family holidays, inevitably by the seaside as part of that familiar ritual of the holiday snapshot. The old "Kodak Moment" and all that!
Living most of my life near the centre of England, just about as far from the coast as you can get, I have always had an inexplicable, romantic yearning to be by the sea.
Living most of my life near the centre of England, just about as far from the coast as you can get, I have always had an inexplicable, romantic yearning to be by the sea.
I have made some of my most personally meaningful images at the coast and what I guess were some of my first “serious” photographs in this unfamiliar and yet simultaneously strangely familiar environment whilst still a student well over twenty years ago. It was only much later that I realised their significance.
I have made some of my most personally meaningful images at the coast and what I guess were some of my first “serious” photographs in this unfamiliar and yet simultaneously strangely familiar environment whilst still a student well over twenty years ago. It was only much later that I realised their significance.
The pictures I have selected here represent some recent examples of a new direction in my work, an idea that has been a long time in gestation. This idea has its roots in some of my very earliest photographs and overlaps both conceptually and chronologically with another project I called “Growing up in the Countryside”, (q.v.) Whereas this earlier work is very much concerned with a personal relationship to my local environment, the pictures here are all made in places where I am merely a visitor passing through. Not intended to be simple documents of places or subjects, like all my work, the images should be seen as “mirrors” rather than “windows” reflecting certain feelings, moods and states of mind. The images share common autobiographical, and allegorical qualities. They are also open to potential personal interpretation on the part of the viewer, depending on what the viewer may bring to the act of looking at the images from their own experiences.
The pictures I have selected here represent some recent examples of a new direction in my work, an idea that has been a long time in gestation. This idea has its roots in some of my very earliest photographs and overlaps both conceptually and chronologically with another project I called “Growing up in the Countryside”, (q.v.) Whereas this earlier work is very much concerned with a personal relationship to my local environment, the pictures here are all made in places where I am merely a visitor passing through. Not intended to be simple documents of places or subjects, like all my work, the images should be seen as “mirrors” rather than “windows” reflecting certain feelings, moods and states of mind. The images share common autobiographical, and allegorical qualities. They are also open to potential personal interpretation on the part of the viewer, depending on what the viewer may bring to the act of looking at the images from their own experiences.
For a long time now my work has been concerned with making photographs within and of landscapes, but not necessarily entirely about those landscapes. In much of my work, what is photographed is not necessarily the subject of the picture. This sounds contradictory and can be hard to accept, particularly with a medium like photography which, because of its power to record the surface detail of things with such convincing fidelity, we have learned in our credulity to accept as so called “truth”. In a way, what I am attempting to do is to find a personal truth through working with this widely accepted lie. A literary analogy might be found in a quote from the late American poet John Ciardi: “Poetry lies its way to the truth.”
For a long time now my work has been concerned with making photographs within and of landscapes, but not necessarily entirely about those landscapes. In much of my work, what is photographed is not necessarily the subject of the picture. This sounds contradictory and can be hard to accept, particularly with a medium like photography which, because of its power to record the surface detail of things with such convincing fidelity, we have learned in our credulity to accept as so called “truth”. In a way, what I am attempting to do is to find a personal truth through working with this widely accepted lie. A literary analogy might be found in a quote from the late American poet John Ciardi: “Poetry lies its way to the truth.”
Much of my recent work uses Polaroid SX 70 film. I use this format because I like the size and intensity of the images which encourages a certain intimacy which for me is an important factor when engaging with the work. They are unfashionably small, quiet images which require close, intimate examination and a degree of looking into rather than just looking at. At the moment I feel it is still too early to tell in what direction this new work will go. I’ll just have to wait and see . . .
Much of my recent work uses Polaroid SX 70 film. I use this format because I like the size and intensity of the images which encourages a certain intimacy which for me is an important factor when engaging with the work. They are unfashionably small, quiet images which require close, intimate examination and a degree of looking into rather than just looking at. At the moment I feel it is still too early to tell in what direction this new work will go. I’ll just have to wait and see . . .
Windblown tree. St. Ouen's bay, Jersey. 1986
Windblown tree. St. Ouen's bay, Jersey. 1986
Beach break
Clambering over rocks
Beneath
Cornwall
Cliff
Dark pool
Sand pool
St. Ouen's, Jersey
Cliff face
Falling dance
Forecast
Limpet
Lost
The tangle
Boat
Journey at sea
Breaking over rocks
Sunken boat
Embrace
Scree
Under the cliff
Rock flow
Wilderness
Sea wall
Sea wall
St. Brelade's Bay
St. Brelade's Bay
Cornwall
Wake
Ella
Lyme Regis
(Polaroid SX70 print)Portland
Lyme Bay
Devon
North Cornwall
Lost playground, Portland
Navigation over rocks. Jersey.
Exclamation and profile. Plemont point, Jersey
Devon swell
Cave. Lulworth Cove
Sheltering snails, St. Ives, Cornwall.
Low tide
Rock pool
Flight
Flight
Channel
Channel
Gull
Gull
Pembrokeshire
Submerged umbrella, Teignmouth.
Embrace
Embrace
Waiting barnacles
Waiting barnacles
Wind-blown
Wind-blown
Window by the sea
Window by the sea
Sea steps
Sea steps
At the edge
At the edge
Sidmouth
Sidmouth
Anchor, Sarah, Kite-surfer
Anchor, Sarah, Kite-surfer
Sea wall, Jersey.
Sea wall, Jersey.
Anchored cliff wall
Anchored cliff wall
Wave
Wave
Rocks
Rocks
Coastline
Coastline
Small rock pool
Small rock pool
Sea wall graffiti
Sea wall graffiti
Tumbling Stones, Cornhill, Northamptonshire.
Tumbling Stones, Cornhill, Northamptonshire.
620 Miles north; 140 miles west;
620 Miles north; 140 miles west;
110 miles east;160 miles south from the coast.
110 miles east;160 miles south from the coast.
As the gull flies.
As the gull flies.
Thinking about the sea;
Thinking about the sea;
Landlocked.
Landlocked.
(Polaroid SX70 print)