Many thanks to everyone who came along to the private view of ‘Glimmers of Hope’, it was a good turn out. If you didn’t make it and would still like to see the work in the flesh it’s up until the end of Feb but isn’t open to the public, so email me on firstname.lastname@example.org and I’ll happily take you round. If you just want to see it the lazy way, follow the links below:
This body of work began as a reaction against trying to frame the perfect photograph; instead I began ‘shooting from the hip’ without looking through the lens. Whilst still making the photographic decisions this enables chance get much more involved, something I find fascinating. The height of the camera gives a sense of seeing from the child’s eye, where objects and people tower above you and where detail on the ground is much more apparent. This technique is potentially problematic as it is literally to take someone’s picture, to rob someone of a version of themselves and exhibit it in a kind of museum of the ordinary, the overlooked, the not worth mentioning. In a way, however, they are a tribute to the struggles, routines and moments of relief, which make up the lives of Londoners and the photographs come from a place of huge affection for this city and its people.
Whilst working in this way I began to look especially for moments when the sun was low in the sky and people were illuminated by this horizontal light, their bodies emitting faint aura like glows and their expressions often lost in shadow. As the evenings closed in I began searching out the few remaining chinks of light and these moments of illumination became more golden and precious and the images more fragile and pensive. Eventually I’ve begun to look back through the lens in search of these moments and to look for them in the winter nights. The text pieces relate to experiences I’ve had that I couldn’t photograph but which have evoked a profound sense of contrasting hope and loss. In a similar way, I hope, so do some of the images.