This is not a photography blog, or a lifestyle blog. This is a random mush of things in my head. It's therefore unlikely you'll find all of it interesting. If you do, email me immediately as we should be friends.
Imagine you want a high resolution camera. Imagine you want it well built, but without too many bells and whistles. Imagine you can live without 8k video, and that some rolling shutter or a slight crop when shooting motion won’t kill you. Imagine you can tolerate a slow frame rate, but not a screen that won’t flip. Imagine in other words, having preferences. Tough. You might’ve noticed that…
Nizwa, Oman (Jan 2025) Hi all! I’ve been overseas for 3 of the last 4 weeks (start the violins…) and having walked back through my front door covered in recycled air and full of rage about baggage handlers, I’m contemplating all things travel… How lucky I am to do it, how amazing it is to get to see different places, how air travel can be mind bogglingly convenient and stupendously infuriating all…
Hi folks, I made a video this week where I compared images from 3 cameras across different scenes to work out which I like best. I thought I’d share those images here so you can take a slightly closer look. The aim of the game here as I said in the video isn’t to consider anything to do with image quality, but rather the look of edited files in the hope of working out the differences I’ll end up…
A few weeks back I was trying my best to avoid emails and thus stuck a podcast on. I was listening to Colin & Samir interviewing Grammy award winning musician Jacob Collier, and early in the episode he referenced a concept he called “the fatigue of bright packaging. He didn’t massively expand on this term, but it got me thinking about the undeniable shift in popular culture that seemingly has lots…
Well, I’m fresh back from the Big Apple with a face battered by icy winds and feet broken by at least 30,000 steps a day in barefoot shoes, but what a trip to kick the year off with. Like all great world cities New York is a cocktail of diversity in people, cultures, food, architecture and luckily conditions when I was there. I’d visited once before as a wide-eyed 18 year old with Emily many years…
I remember getting the chance to go on holiday abroad a few times as a kid, and being utterly bewildered as to why people in airports looked so grumpy. In my little mind these people were knee-deep in the most exciting thing known to man; travel. Yet their faces suggested they were in prison. Fast forward a few decades, I too now stand in the security line silently raging inside. Nevermind that…
Last week I split 7 days in Porto and Lisbon with my photography nerd and friend Roman Fox. Thankfully for me Roman had previously spent a lot of time in both cities, which ultimately meant I didn’t have to engage my brain much as I just followed along like a lost puppy. But I did learn some stuff too, namely: I’ve never encountered more polite drug dealers. Shorts is still an option in November…