
Field Notes From My Camper-Van-Camino
Photography, art, travel tips, routes and ideas from the road less travelled
Weekly essays, photography and art exploring the spirit of place in historic Britain, revealing hidden heritage, remarkable architecture and richer ways of navigating our fast-changing world.
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Photography, art, travel tips, routes and ideas from the road less travelled

A list of the most impactful monuments in my career as a photographer for your delectation and delight - and perhaps for you to visit one day this year?

I feel so guilty because being here doesn’t feel like work. It’s a joy to be in such a special place watching dedicated and talented people take care of something that means so much to the local community.

And then there’s Marta herself, and Ryan and Deb. At times, when I was photographing them, I lowered my lens and forgot my work for a while, in awe at the respect, reverence and devotion they had for the monument; for they know, that it is far greater than the sum of its parts.

Malmesbury is famously the burial site of the first king of all England: Aethelstan.

The light is storyboarding the building and unravelling the beliefs, hopes and fears of the medieval mind by pricking out the small medallions and their contents within.

Along Scotland Lane I feel it first - a kind of mizzle that comes not in great drops, but as something akin to stardust hovering just above the surface of things and then descending in soft ribbons of gossamer.

An epic road trip from the north of Scotland to the tip of Cornwall.

Take the road less travelled

Behind The Photograph champions photography as an antidote to our disposable visual culture.

I've often argued that surviving structures like Cheesden Lumb Mill are rarer than a medieval cathedral..

This photograph pulls together several disparate forces: Roman material, medieval making, natural pattern, human touch and the psychological pull of a doorway.

The photograph not only captures a view of architecture that is significant, but also the moment the photographer inhabits it.

I was so focused on getting the shot that I didn't feel the red hot radiator pipe beneath my shin until after the exposure.

The minstrel appears to gaze out across the city while we stand beside it. For a moment we share its viewpoint. We are no longer simply looking at the abbey; we are heavenly minstrels too.

I went away from Didmarton with a new and profound understanding of space and light but I also held a nagging feeling that there was something left unfinished.

What looks at first like a picture of three flat facades slowly becomes something else...