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Early Days

I trained as a journalist, moved to photos when I was learning my trade as daily newspaper sub-editor in the port cities of Plymouth and Bristol in the West of England.

One thing I soon learned: Making a photograph  is quite easy; the hard part is being in the right place at the right time. I took a year off and did a post-graduate intensive course im Mandarin Chinese at Cambridge University.

China

In 1981, aged 37, I was awarded a scholarship to go to the People's Republic of China to study at the Central Academy of Fine Art in Beijing. Then I become a real photographer. I returned to Fleet Street, but in 1985 I was offered a job I could not refuse: to travel Asia with camera and pen as roving correspondent for Asia Magazine, a Sunday supplement produced in Hong Kong. Twenty years passed,  years filled with pictures of people, from the Dalai Lama's feet to Imelda Marcos's shoes, from sultans to street sleepers, tycoons and typhoons. It was a steep learning curve. It was fun.

Home Again

But there were no seasons in the tropics, there was no real weather. Nor was there anywhere the sound of church bells on Sunday, no intelligible radio and no people who did things like make jam.

So I came home to Devon where, the sky (and with it the weather) is as much part of the landscape, as the green apstures below. Photograph becomes ‘atmospherograph’. Change is constant and continuous, and the need to be in the right place at the right time is paramount. The weather has no diary.

I have been lucky.  Two photos accepted for show at the Royal Academy's summer exhibition, and five by the Royal West of England Academy in Bristol. I have staged a thrilling one-man show in London and two one-man exhibitions in Totnes where I live. Without an audience what is the point?

Please enjoy what I do.

 

 

 

 

At the Royal Academy summer exhibition 2008