This website is really just a central location for me to post and keep track of my photos, articles, thoughts and desires. Things like Facebook and Twitter are great for spontaneous ‘in the moment’ pieces of content but not very good for showcasing work, etc.
Here I’ll be able to add new photographs, share some opinions on the world and even posts some literary pieces I work on from time to time.
Follow the button off to the right to check out some of my photo work. It’s a bit of a mish-mash of amateur, professional, film, digital, colour and monochrome stuff.
I get to do a lot of Golf photography. One of my clients runs professional golf tournaments for international schools and I get called along to shoot regularly. Going to a new course, for me, is a great opportunity. It’s always refreshing to play with a new back drop. And what a great change of location it was too.
When your wife asks if you’d like to join her on a work flight to Nagoya, even if only for 24 hours, you go. Anyone who even pretends to know anything about me knows that I absolutely adore spending time in Japan. It’s just such a nice place that is so different to the hustle & bustle that is life in Bangkok.
Many people often comment that the hardest thing they strive to do as a photographer is to create a feel; a signature look for their shots. I also wish I knew what mine was but I’m not so sure that’s a thing.
It was raining. It always seemed to be raining. The library’s court yard was lit by lanterns swinging in the wind. The light, although artificial, threw heavy shadows across the scene. Water dripped from the lanterns and pooled on the meticulous pebble paths and flower pots. A gasp of exclamation could be clearly heard from a distant alcove and a set of sturdy looking, wooden doors burst open.
A risque poem about the pleasures of man and the all too desirable things that reduce us to slaves. This was originally posted on my Medium.com account. While not very long I’ve tried to paint a suitable graphic image in the reader’s mind of both the appearance of the woman and her rather blunt motives.
Brother Thomas didn’t know much about the various planes of existence. He didn’t even know much about the world of man outside of the monastery. Inside these protective walls, however, was the complete opposite. Thomas knew exactly who he was. He was a true disciple of Chauntea; goddess of agriculture, he was a ‘versed farmer’.
One of the things I’d really like to do now that we’re moving into 2020 is organise a photo walk in and around Bangkok. There’s so much to shoot here and I honestly believe one of the best ways to grow as a photographer is to see how other photographers interpret concepts and locations.
There’s a few of us local Farangs & Thais on twitter who shoot regularly and I think it’d be really fun to finally make this happen. I’m not talking anything too organised or planned but maybe a walk around Chinatown with the occasional stop in at a pub etc.
Hit me up on Twitter with your thoughts so we can try and organise something.
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