This week I finally took the plunge and replaced my elderly Honda with a used BEV - a Battery Electric Vehicle. I have taken many years to get to this stage. For a long time, I was persuaded by a familiar environmental argument: that it is often more sustainable to hold on to my elderly car, following the usual environmental advice of 'repairing and keeping'. Extending the life of an existing vehicle spreads its 'embodied carbon' from its manufacture over more miles thereby r

My task this month is to photograph 'silence'. I looked the word up in the dictionary as a starting point: 'A near or complete absence of sound'. Photographs are silent, they do not make a noise. So, that is my first challenge. How to represent silence through the image? Maybe I need to photograph something that does not make a noise, or a scene of stillness. I go in search of a place of peace and tranquility, and naturally head to Dartmoor. But initially, instead of silence,

I have lived in the same part of the world, Devon in the south west of England, for all of my life. I am rooted into this place and its familiarity is comforting and shelters me in these tumultuous times. This little corner of Devon has always felt like a safe haven. And yet I am feeling increasingly 'unmoored'. Reading ' Nation of Strangers ' by Ece Temelkuran is helping me to make sense of this disequilibrium. A profound and thought-provoking book, written as a series of l

In my part of Devon, it rained every day for the first fifty days of 2026. From torrential, horizontal stinging rain that rattles the windows, to a soft drizzle that gently hangs in the air, and every mood in between. Everywhere is sodden: woodland paths like sticky streams, seafronts awash with stormy seas. The sky is continously grey. I hadn't realised how much I depend on the blue of the sky. We have had only the briefest of glimpses which raised a cheer, and then just as

This is the time of year when we can feel like we are in limbo as we consider what was in the past year and what is yet to be in the year ahead. It can leave us stuck between inertia and momentum, confusion and clarity. That is very much how I have started 2026. I find myself dealing with a backlog of photography projects, frustrated with myself for not being more efficient. I am eager to start something new, yet resentful that I cannot do so because of the weight of the unf

Travel can be a delight. Encountering the unexpected, the new, leads you to rethink the old and come away with shifts in perspective. A place like Cape Town with its very diverse cultural and historical past, provides a multitude of opportunities. And there were some unexpected reminders of family - a sign to say that Singapore was 9661km away and then an impressive lifeboat too! The tourist bucket list for Cape Town starts with a trip up the iconic Table Mountain . And it d

Living in Devon, I often feel far removed from what might be called 'proper culture'. My home town has a small local history museum but there no art gallery, and the nearest city, Exeter, also offers a museum with modest exhibitions that change just twice a year. Whenever I can, I therefore make my way to London in search of new delights. This December I was spoilt for choice! We started with a visit to Tate Britain, which I have not been to for many years, and our first enco

In the UK, December marks the turn of the season. The winter days are short, and this year they have been exceptionally grey, wet and mild. More evidence, as if we need it, of the climate crisis that continues to build. So I have been looking out for splashes of light, to brighten me up. Here, I caught the early morning light on the water as I took the train to London, lifting the grey to silver: And played with abstract lines of light in the Design Museum : I woke the next

During my trip to South Africa, I went to vsist the district of Bo-Kaap, tempted by the prospect of some great photos of its iconic colourful houses. It is one of Cape Town’s most photographed and culturally rich neighbourhoods, famous for its brightly painted houses and deep Cape Malay heritage. But beyond the colours lies a history shaped by colonialism, slavery, Apartheid, and a community determined to preserve its identity. Visiting Bo-Kaap can be both fascinating and..

Some days everything seems alright with the world. Take a November day when yesterday's storm has passed through and tomorrow's is yet to arrive. The sky is as blue as blue can be. The sun is low in the sky, and you can see for miles. The air is still. And then go and sit on the beach. Close your eyes. Breathe in the freshness, taste the salt in the air, and listen to that gentle swish of the waves as they kiss the sand and then fade back. Here are the photos that emerged fro

As I headed to South Africa, I carried with me a host of preconceptions largely shaped by my previous experiences in other African countries. During the two-week trip I found that these ideas were challenged again and again. Our adventure began in Kruger National Park, where we stayed in an exclusive eco-resort — an epitome of luxury amid the wilderness. From our private pool, we could gaze down into the valley where hippos wallowed in the river, a fish eagle hunted for food,

Here in the UK, October marks a turning point when the warmth of summer slips away and the we start the journey into winter. The weather is changeable, with some lingering sunshine amidst the storms and other days of soft, damp greys. There is a quiet urgency to photograph the changing kaleidoscope of autumn colours before they are lost for another year. I usually take photos when the light catches my eye, sparks of colour that stand out. I avoid the gloom of misty or rainy d

In search of creative inspiration, I set out to explore a new woodland: Hembury , an ancient forest nestled between two valleys carved out by the River Dart and its tributary, the Holy Brook , near Buckfast in South Devon. I was drawn by the promise of winding riverside paths, dense woodland, and the chance to spot wildlife. Although summer was drawing to a close and the first signs of autumn had begun to appear, the weather remained fair—perfect for a walk. But almost immedi

This month marks the autumn equinox—a moment of balance between light and dark, day and night. It’s a natural pause point, a quiet...

I signed up for a one-day workshop in Plymouth with the Royal Photographic Society, and as I headed down on the train, the rain was...

I’m really enjoying my year-long photography course with Charlotte Bellamy . Each month, Charlie sets us a new creative challenge to...

An hour to spare. A new phone camera. A walk by the sea. What could emerge? I am enjoying playing around with my new Pixel 9 Pro camera...

Sometimes the 'whole' can be overwhelming to photograph. The vastness of a landscape from the top of a hill. The enormity of a seascape...

The second day of the Beginner's Art course and I was excited to see 'what next' - where would I be going with my creativity? It was a...

As this glorious spell of summer weather continued I headed across the border to Cornwall for a creative workshop, with my usual feeling...