The images, opinions and occasional ravings of a photographer and PHD Candidate.
Foreshore of the Isle of Dogs. The boats have been towed down from Richmond where they went in to the water last night. I’ve met up with the crew, and we’re doing the last minutes stuff – strapping cushions onto the thwarts, mounting the rudder, locking oars into the rowlocks. The tide’s coming up quickly – every few minutes the boat starts to drift sideways a little and we have to drag her a little further up the beach.
I’ve written a great deal about photography as an art form, and about its place when everyone carries a camera. A few years back I presented a conference paper, in which I argued that there’s always a role for the dedicated photographer. My argument was that the best image comes from the engaged observer – … Continue reading Blue ocean, black and white film : When photography becomes incidental.
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