I literally cannot walk past someone who is taking a photograph without trying to work out what they’re snapping. Read about my pain…

Why can’t I always remember the reason I took a photograph

I feel like I am letting myself down – but here are some photos of a Brighton Beach sunset. Sorry world.

Are things better when they are in front or behind!?!?!

A small insight into my love for a good building site and what do their strange symbols mean?

Is rust a beautiful thing? Can rust be your friend?

How can we determine what a fragmented image is of through the small visual clues it contains?

Should we inject some colour into the grey lives of Londoners?

Coins, Crabs and posts – never has the world been a more curious place.

Why did the chicken cross the road? To get a digital pinhole photograph taken as it felt would be a nice addition to the family album.

An experiment on turning my currently useless digital SLR into a pinhole camera

Probably one of the shittest days of my life! Perhaps thats an exageration, but…

NARRATIVE OF AN IMAGE One of the things that appeals to me about art in general; and photography more explicitly, is the story that an image can tell. Everyone views our existence differently but the making of an image enables us to share this way of seeing with others. There is no right, there is [...]

This view jumped out at me this morning as thought it were filmed in Technicolor.

Haven’t posted for a few days on account of parties, recoveries and a snooker obsession.

A few thoughts on Brighton in the summer – as inspired by the Boom Box Kids!

Church Messages I have been interested in the marketing campaigns of religion for ages – especially the posters you get outside of a church, for example: CH_ _ CH Whats Missing? U R There are countless examples and I will try and remember to start photographing to put up here. This one at a local [...]

Near where I live there is a small abandoned garage. Out the back there is a rotting, mysterious car. Both have intrigued me for some time.  Both have intrigued friends for some time. The garage is locked from the front, but a glimpse inside can be captured through the broken windows. I should have started [...]

How many attempts can it take to cut a Mitre joint? Shit loads. I am not a practical man in the ways of being handy, but sometimes I give it a go. Thought doing a Mitre Joint would be easy. It wasn’t so easy, my feeble brain struggled against the throws of the mighty mathematical [...]

Brighton’s Sunday Market was held at the station for the last time yesterday. Thoughts on its relocation and photographs of the New England development and Marrakech scaffolding!