Urban Monoliths

Wandering through urban canyons of concrete. Hard light or soft it's all lines & shape. Every step forward transforms the relationships in the frame.

That LIGHT!

It's the light, it's always the light.. and THAT light. That warm, hard, contrasty, angled, beautiful, amazing light... it makes me weak. Creating pockets of ethereal glow, and lines...and SHADOWS..  the most wonderful shadows.

In the streets with LaRoque

“The creative act lasts but a brief moment, a lightning instant of give-and-take, just long enough for you to level the camera and to trap the fleeting prey in your little box.” – Henri Cartier-Bresson

I had come to exercise technique in using my most important piece of photographic kit, my brain. Patrick pushed me to keep moving all the time... quickly shoot, move, shoot, move.

Ohh I missed that shot, it doesn't matter.. don't obsess, look for the next one, keep pushing.

After a while a rhythm develops, it's like a heart beat.. quiet but steady, always driving forward. The mind & eye working in conjunction with the hands, responding automatically to a flood of visual stimuli, filtering and condensing into little frames everywhere.. it starts to feel almost robotic but with a sense purpose.

At some point Patrick asked me what I was thinking, I answered 'nothing.. I am actually thinking nothing.. just observing and responding'. It's a very free feeling.. to let go of ultimate control, embrace randomness.

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