Pretty much an accidental image.
I was testing out a new photography app (Leica app – free and I do recommend) on my phone by snapping a wall of graffiti when this woman randomly walked into the shot.

Damnit.

I missed the phone in her pocket, the headphones, the flowers she was carrying behind her back, the whole story. Missed completely.

Instead I waited for her to pass so I could re-shoot the art on the wall. That is what I was looking at.

But turns out….this was the shot.

–ooOoo–

I have been reflecting on my photos.
It is pretty obvious that at the moment I have a propensity for shooting in monochrome. I find that there are times that colour is king, but I find black and white is to photography as poetry is to literature.

I have also stopped trying to make performative photos. And by that I mean photos that try to make me look clever (artistically speaking). To be honest, I’m just an enthusiastic dumb hack with a post to bin ratio of about 1 in 10. But I enjoy it anyway. This is my superpower…and the process is just as important to me as the product.

Narrative photography. That’s what you can call it. Carrying a camera around to nudge me into seeing the story of things. And then writing a little bit around the edges of the picture to point you in the rough direction of my experience.

–ooOoo–

I say all that so I can say this to those who have read on this far… I really do appreciate you showing interest in my blog… or as another dumb hack (albeit dangerous orders of magnitude dumber and hackier than me) often says:

THANK YOU FOR YOUR ATTENTION TO THIS MATTER.