Eigg Workshop - 1 Space available

One space has become available for my Isle of Eigg workshop! So if you were thinking of coming along, now's your chance to secure that spot :-)

I'm particularly looking forward to this trip as it's for a whole week on a beautiful island.

We've got our own place to stay for the week where everyone can come and go as they please. So if you fancy a bit of time on your own to explore the island, you can.

I'll be bringing a digital projector and laptop so we can cover critiques of the groups images as well as tutorials on my own workflow - how I arrive at my final print from RAW or Film capture.

The trip is due to commence on the 14th of September, ending on the 19th of September, priced at £779. If you are interested, email me.

Monochromatic Colour

I shot this in Jaipur, at the hotel I was staying at. There's nothing posed about it from my recollection and as far as I remember, the girl was very happy to have her photo taken, but she's got quite a strong stance in the image. There's almost a defiant expression there and it certainly took me back when I saw my contact sheet for this - I took so many pictures of people while I was away, I've found that I seem to have suffered blank out periods where I really can't remember anything about the interaction.

But I guess that is a good thing, because it allows me to take the image for what it is, rather than what I wanted it to be. That's the beauty about a bit of distance between shooting and processing.

Now, the reason why I wanted to show you this image is because I think it's fairly mono-chromatic. All the tones are sort of reddish-brown. Personally, I love it (but I'm apt to like my own work - it's what I do - so no surprises there). This is one image that would be very tempting to turn into a black and white because it just has different shades of the same colour, but then again, there's nothing wrong with having a colour image that is mono-chromatic. There's a lot of warmth in those tones and that is something that would, I feel be missing from a black and white image.

Khuhri Portrait

The desert village of Khuhri is where I made this portrait. It's one of those 'moments' in my trip where my mind 'registered' a distinctive face.

The village in question is one of the major Camel ride starting points far out in west Rajasthan. Memorable to me because we'd spent most of our time in India trying to get out or avoid the prospect of riding a camel. My father had already suffered greatly in Egypt, and I'd already spent two hours (which was two hours too long) riding a camel in Morocco.

The pressure was enormous to go on a camel ride, and when after the n'th time we'd made it clear there was no way we were going to 'cameley', the villagers took on a solemn look of dissapointment. I hate to dissapoint people, but in this occasion, I was just much happer to 'no cameley' rather than 'to cameley'. So I took this portrait instead.

Wedding Girl?

My encounters with the people I photograph can sometimes be fleeting. Take this image for instance. One minute I'm wandering the 'blue city' area of Jodpur and I've passed several places of worship with sounds of music and clapping.

Then I turn a corner, and this little girl is on her way with her mother somewhere. I don't speak the language, but I'm able to open a dialog and quickly we're on the same page and i'm able to make this shot.

But I don't know where they were going, or what the occasion was. Does it really matter I ask myself? I guess it doesn't, and in some ways, not knowing allows us to conjure up our own emotion and mood, our own idea of what was going on.

Portraits & Approach

How do you approach the making of a portrait? And more specifically, are there any golden rules in the approach, or is each image made under its terms?

I'm an emotional photographer. By that I mean that I'm not really consciously aware of what it is I'm doing - I tend to go with a gut feeling. My friends say that I'm an open book and that I tend to be aware of others feelings - emotional intelligence.  Without putting too fine a point on it, I think that this is really at the core of people pictures. You need to have a sense of empathy for your subject. I know that when I approach someone, I go in there with an excitement to make an image of them because there is something about their pose or aesthetics which has inspired me. But I also go in there with an appreciation that I am entering into someone else's life. And each and every one of us has our own thoughts, feelings, aspirations and agendas. I never really know for sure how my advance is going to be interpreted, but I feel confident that I'm able to read body language well. I can tell sometimes when it's not going to happen. They're either blatant at moving away, or it's more subtle - a stiffening of their pose, a hardening of expression.... I just get a feeling and I know if it's going to work out.

I heard two stories about Steve McCurry. One contradicts the other. The first is that he communicates with people on a body language side only. This I can appreciate because it's exactly how it works for me. Most of the time there is very little said in the exchange. It's all done in a non verbal way and like I said, if you show empathy and respect for your subject, then the karma starts to flow. The other story I heard just recently was from a couple who went to Pakistan and said that the village they were in were fed up with Steve, because he'd been there for three weeks, orchestrating them into doing what he wanted - and giving nothing back. I personally doubt that this is true - it would go against the grain and we would see it in his photos.

About my photos. Well, the first one at the top of this posting, is of an old man in Jodpur. I like nothing better than getting up early and heading out for a wander. I just roam and roam. Sometimes I see someone and think they're interesting - something catches my eye and with this old man, I'd specifically asked him for his photo. Many people go into a 'ridgid' pose as soon as you enter into a dialog (verbal or non), but he was pretty cool. I like his pose - he seems almost inquisitive as to what I'm doing. The head is tilted to our left, and his hands are carrying a bucket - but they're in a nice position to seal off the bottom of the frame. Then there are the colours - they're all very complentary.

The second image, that of the girl happened in an entirely different way. Just outside Jaipur there's a little village run by the Bishnoi tribe. We were taken on a guided tour and I came upon this girl just leaning against the wall. The dialog was non-verbal. She didn't change her stance or anything (which made me happy - as I could already see the photograph right there). I nodded, held up the camera and shot, then smiled and she nodded back and I could see the trace of a smile as her eyes creased at the sides. It was non invasional, and like I've said - if I'd approached and she wasn't happy, I feel confident I would have picked up the vibes. Sometimes that's all you've got to go on.

Tightrope

We came across a little girl walking the tightrope in Jaisamler fort, Rajasthan.

She's not falling, she's deliberately wiggling the rope from side to side while her torso remains in the same place.

Michael Stirling-Aird

I went to see a photographic exhibition today in the center of Edinburgh by Michael Stirling-Aird. Michael shoots 5x4 and has a real passion for the format and his art.

Breaking light over Loch Etive © Michael Stirling-Aird

I was struck by how nicely printed the images were and the pains he has gone to have them framed and mounted too - very beautifully done.

If you live in Edinburgh, then I strongly suggest you head down to the Gladstone Gallery, on the Royal Mile (EH1 2NT). The gallery is open from 10am to 7pm between the 7th and 12th of July.

Ganges

A mother and daughter walk towards the edge of the river Ganges with their shared offering.

With so much happening as part of the daily ritual of bathing in the river, I found it easy to be part of it, without attracting too much attention to those who were focused on their worship.

Each time I come home from a trip, there are certain images burned into my mind, and this is one of them. I guess it was the shared act, their hands cusping the offering and the fact that I was standing right behind them - able to capture what they were doing before the flowers had been set down on the water.

Where?

I'm not saying where, as I'm curious to see if not knowing where this was taken, means you are more able to conjure up your own story?

Black & White & Colour

Using a traditional darkroom is a revelation for me. I've spent the last four days in a darkroom with developer, stop bath and fixer making contact prints from my Indian and Nepal images that I shot earlier this year. What I didn't expect was to fall in love with the black and white photographic print. I also didn't expect to have my head turned from thinking about images in colour and appreciating them in their monochromatic form.

Take this image for example. Firstly, I can't even specifically remember shooting it, which is a revelation in it's own right as I often have the most memorable images imprinted in my mind when I come home. So it was great to discover this little treasure. It was shot in a UNESCO heritage site called Baktapur, which is in the Kathmandu valley, perhaps an hour away from central Kathmandu.

I love the composition although it's flawed in some ways. I'd have liked to have had the silver jug at the bottom of the frame removed, or burned in so much that it's less distracting, but that's not easy in something like Photoshop without really screwing up the image. But I'm not too precious. It's the girls pose that works for me, combined with her dress. It's rather candid yet I was standing a few feet away from her, down at her level. I'm a bit foreward at times, not in a demaning way - i'm quite discreet and will just find myself in the middle of the action while in this case there was preparation for some festival going on. I have to get in close.... that's the only way to get decent impact or presence.

Ah but then again, as much as I loved the shot in colour, it was really something else to make a black and white print of it on Monday. There's something lovely in the texture of the girls dress that draws me in. The above image is just a desaturated version of the file above - I don't have the means to reproduce a real black and white print here, but suffice to say that it has a quality and impact that's hard to convey.  Regardless of this small issue, I feel the image has now transformed into something else. It has an 'old world' element to it, and I bet that most folks would think it was shot a few decades ago at the very least or perhaps early last century.

Which do you prefer, if you discount my own feelings on the matter?

I love both (naturally, I have that invested emotional connection with my own images).