Showing posts with label diary. Show all posts
Showing posts with label diary. Show all posts

Saturday, 23 November 2013

Diary Picture - 20 Apr 2011


Newcastle - late night/early morning, working as an assistant and location manager on a friend's massive advertising campaign. 

It was cold and I was feeling it, despite having a decent coat… all the locals were wearing t-shirts - naturally! 

I remember it as a strange day full of tension and sadness. A few hours earlier Abbie had called with the horrible news that Tim had been killed in Misrata. Hours before that I had been in a photographic gallery (we worked at night and had the daytime to ourselves) looking at an underwhelming exhibition of protest pictures, the highlight of which had been finding Tim's extraordinary book on Liberia, sitting amongst the various publications in the gift shop. A week before that, I had been forced to reluctantly turn-down an assignment to Misrata myself, mostly because of my commitment to assist on the massive advertising campaign. 

Friday, 25 October 2013

Diary Picture - 21 Sep 2013


Just after sunset on Ipanema Beach, a little relaxation at the end of a good day's work, shooting photos in Rocinha Favella. From the imprint of my trusty Alt-Berg boots, it looks like I'm over-dressed and maybe heading in the wrong direction.

Tuesday, 13 August 2013

Diary Picture - 10 Aug 2013


Years ago I lived in Bristol and worked on the press agency South West News Service. Whilst there, I was assigned to photograph the Bristol Balloon Fiesta which was a lot of fun. But in the intervening years I've never had the chance until the weekend just passed. 

The Fiesta is much bigger now and very professionally organised but the smooth sensation of hot-air ballooning hasn't changed a bit.

The press team introduced me to Colin, one of the pilots from Cameron Balloons who had kindly offered a to take me on a flight so I could get shots for the Independent on Sunday.

We rose steadily into crisp morning air, floating over the city that used to be my home. 

Colin seemed rather underwhelmed as I pointed out the landmarks of my former life. The offices on Hotwells where I learned my trade. A few of my favourite haunts - even the hill where I was thrown in front of a moving car by the co-designer of a famous middle-eastern weapon of mass destruction after I had tried to photograph him as part of a Sunday Times investigation. 

Ah, the carefree days of youth!

As we passed the south-western suburbs of the city our intended landing area was lit by a shaft of light breaking through the clouds. 

Gliding silently but for the occasional roar of the heater, I felt completely 'meshed-in'...

Thursday, 25 July 2013

Diary Picture - 7 Mar 2013


St Pauls in the early evening of late winter, looking from the offices of Marie Claire during a break from packing up after a shoot.

Monday, 15 July 2013

Diary Picture - 13 Jan 2012


The Olympic village and athlete's accommodation in the final stages of preparation for the London Games, taken from the roof of Westfield during a break in a leasing brochure shoot.

Friday, 12 July 2013

Diary Picture - 27 Oct 2012


A walk in Blean woods on a crisp cool October afternoon. Either an antidote to the blazing sun or a reminder not to take it for granted...

Tuesday, 9 July 2013

Diary Picture - 1 Feb 2013



Night just next to St Martins in the Field, discarded chewing-gum and the bare branches of winter illuminated by street-lamps. Fuji X100

Wednesday, 3 July 2013

Diary Picture - 28 Jun 2013


Friday afternoon holiday on Swimming Pool Hill in Kabul. A group of boys climb atop the wreck of an old soviet troop carrier and drum out a stilted rhythm, clapping as the eldest of them mockingly twirls with arms outstretched in imitation of traditional afghan dance.

Tuesday, 2 April 2013

Impossible Project PX680 - 10 Dec 2012, London

After a brief pause for the Easter weekend, what could be more appropriate than a picture from Christmas! 

Unexpectedly perhaps, this nativity scene was not in church but a corner of the bar at Paradise in Kensal Rise. Although obviously thematic of the seasonal spirit, it still seemed a little out of place amongst the drinking and laughter of The Sunday Times photographers party.


The divot at the top, often a bit distracting, might actually have added something to this picture.

Friday, 29 March 2013

Impossible Project PX680 - 05 Nov 2012, Home

Choosing a subject for a first shot with the new film was more difficult than one might expect. There was the fact that I was ridiculously keen to try it out, balanced with not wanting to waste a limited and precious resource. I settled on this rather traditional still-life mostly because I loved the colours and was curious how they would be rendered.


The subtle orange hue to the skin of the pear was a little lost perhaps but the ageing lime and the dried pomegranate came out exactly as I had hoped they would.

Thursday, 28 March 2013

Impossible Project PX680 - 07 Nov 2012, Paris

Rooftops and rays of light. The view towards Ile De La Cite as the sun tries to break through the racing clouds of late autumn.


Perhaps showing a little too much influence of another photographer I admire...

Wednesday, 27 March 2013

Impossible Project PX680 - 06 Nov 2012, Paris.

With two sets of Japanese tourists posing as though they were holding or carrying the Eiffel Tower, I suddenly found myself struggling to get back far enough and open the polaroid camera in time.

Just as I did, a girl on a scooter magically appeared in the frame... 


"Tonight Matthew, I am going to be.... Henri Cartier-Bresson!!"

PX680 Colour Protection - First impressions

My much loved but under-employed Polaroid SLR680 SE has finally had a bit more use in the last few months with five packs of Impossible Project PX680 Colour protection to enjoy but there were a few surprises in the process. The results are a lot of fun and for the next week or so I'll be posting one Impossible Project picture per day to show them in a little more detail.



The transition from old Polaroid 600 film to PX680 Colour Protection is trickier than I thought for three principle reasons. 

The first surprise was the biggest, but least daunting in the the long-run - PX680 CP is not as "instant" as I had expected. For the first few minutes I thought I had done something wrong or that the camera had ceased to function in the intervening years since its last use. The pictures dutifully ejected as usual but, despite following IP's instructions to place out of direct light, there didn't seem even the faintest ghost of an image when I looked at it a few minutes later. I shot another test frame, turning the exposure compensation up to max in case there was an ISO mis-match. Again, a plain blue image after several minutes. With a heavy heart I put the camera down and resigned myself to the fact that the long hibernation had damaged it in some way. 

A few hours later, hardly daring to look, I opened the little Moleskin concertina file I used for storing instant film while shooting... and there they were; two pictures, one massively over-exposed!

After a while I came to realise that the image seems to develop within half an hour or so, sometimes slightly quicker. However, this doesn't really bother me. Quite the reverse in fact - the discipline of locking the picture away for a while only increases the enjoyment of eventually checking it. A bit like taking a film to the mini-lab and waiting for the prints.

The second observation was that nearly all the pictures had a little divot in the centre of the upper edge. Again, my first thoughts were that the camera had suffered some kind of malfunction but after thinking about the fact that PX680 CP is physically thicker than the old 600 it seemed logical that some kind of pinching was occurring. A quick check on the internet explained that the SLR680 had a different roller mechanism to the older SX70 and that this could cause the compression mark. The cleaning suggested has had no effect in my case but was worth trying. The marks themselves vary in size, and while there seem to be many factors, I have yet to establish any predictable pattern. On some of the pictures, they lend a certain analogue authenticity but after a while it can become distracting.

The final difference is the colour. Impossible Project have done an amazing job in resurrecting the technology after all the machines in the original Polaroid factory were put beyond use, but the PX680 CP has a compressed colour gamut in comparison with the 600 and a particularly distinctive yellowing of the whites and highlights. This means that after a while I found myself avoiding certain colours and lighting conditions, fearing the compressed tonality and slightly "urine yellow" results I was getting.

But there are some positive aspects of this very different colour palette and after a period of adjustment I started to find subject matter that would better suit the slightly dream-like qualities of the new film. This process of experimentation has been massively enjoyable and it has been years since I have taken pictures with such a sense of open-minded discovery. Relinquishing control in this way is so liberating compared with much of my everyday work where I am constantly striving for consistency.

Naturally, it is possible to correct some of these casts once the pictures have been scanned or copied digitally, but that sort of defeats the point. Instant film photography is an adventure, a whimsical exploration, a shot of uncertainty in an increasingly predictable world. 

As long as you can enjoy it on those terms, it's hugely rewarding.

Wednesday, 31 October 2012

Diary Picture - 20 Oct 2011


Halloween ghosts strung up outside a favourite old haunt - Cafe Lalo. 

For all my US friends who might have been caught up in the chaos of Sandy over the last few days... I'm thinking of you and hope you are all ok.

Sunday, 12 August 2012

Diary Picture - 23 April 2011


Edinburgh - In the house of chaos, waiting for night-fall so we could head off for a shoot. 
Wishing that I had a Fuji of my own.

Friday, 10 August 2012

Diary Picture - 07 July 2012


Storm gathers out of a blue sky, crossing back to Portsmouth on the Isle of Wight ferry.

Diary Picture - 28 July 2012


BT Vision Hyde Park - first saturday of the Olympic games. Stand up and cheer!... or lie down.... either way.

Monday, 6 August 2012

Diary Picture - 05 September 2007


A Pashtun man and child walking through the main street of the bazaar in Sangin, one year after it had been the scene of the fiercest fighting in Helmand.

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Diary Picture - 13 November 2010


Disconnected - telephone cables taken down at the point where the security wall divides the Palestinian-administered territory in the West Bank from Israel. At the end of the dead-end road that formerly ran between Bethlehem and Jerusalem.