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Figaro the singing dog

I took this picture in Wanstead, east London, for my Town Dogs project. I’d seen the dog before, but always been too busy to stop. So I made a special trip one Saturday morning and asked for permission to take photos. That way, I felt at liberty to hang around and wait


Taking photos in your own backyard

‘Every place is someone’s backyard.’ David Alan Harvey – photographer and mentor They say that travel broadens the mind. And by extension, it’s supposed to be good for your photography. If you don’t believe me, browse through any book of quotations (or clichés). ‘Familiarity breeds contempt’ and ‘Variety is the spice of


Bruce Davidson : concerned photographer

‘Every body of work I’ve done has a certain social dynamic – and I don’t put too much sugar on it.’ Bruce Davidson (Born 1933 – Chicago) I have a copy of Davidson’s photobook ‘England/Scotland 1960’ on my shelf. Documenting the urban and rural life of that period, in many ways it’s


To see a world in a grain of sand

‘To see a world in a grain of sand and a heaven in a wild flower’ William Blake (1757-1827)


Zambian wildlife

In an earlier post – Urban Safari – I wrote about my trials and tribulations photographing wildlife in Zambia. Now that my embarrassment has faded, I’m ready to talk about it again. Starting with the wildlife itself, you can expect to have a marvellous time in Zambia. Its national parks are relatively


Ode to London – kickstarting your photography

When I say ‘London’, what do you think of? Congestion? Famous landmarks? Galleries and museums? You might say ‘I love its green spaces’, but I doubt it. I worked in central London for more than twenty years, which probably explains my love-hate relationship with the place. When I had enough time, I


What shall I photograph?

‘To achieve his best work, the young photographer must discover what really excites him visually. He must discover his own world.’ Bill Brandt (1904-1983) ‘What shall I photograph?’ Young male photographers aren’t the only ones asking that question. Nor should they stop, even when their hair turns grey, as mine has done.


Vivian Maier : amateur photographer

Born in New York in 1926, Vivian Maier worked as a nanny and took photographs in her spare time. As far as the public is concerned, the story nearly ended there, because she didn’t share her passion with others. Towards the end of her life, her archive of more than 100,000 negatives



‘We don’t see things as they are, we see them as we are.’ Anais Nin (1903-77)


After the rain

This year the rainy season was late in Zambia. But once it started, the rain came with a vengeance. Where we live in Lusaka, the area between the blocks of flats is for car parking. Drainage is poor and the ground has been compacted by the weight of cars. Not surprisingly, the