No Strings Attached

Photography has become my art. Photography has become important. Laden. Very serious. Photography has become entangled in a


Knee Deep in Prayer

I stood knee deep in the water and prayed. Prayed. If ever a word had connotations, it’s ‘prayed’.


The Path Less Travelled?

Think of a landscape photographer and you may see Ansel Adams trekking up the side of a mountain


She Flirts With You

Much has been written about the relationship between the photographer and their subject. From the intimacy of portraiture,



They are no longer alive

Photography can mean so many different things to different people. One of the most poignant and common thoughts


Five Minute Windows

After driving over 7000km in nine days around Scandinavia it was the morning of my last day. I


Zen and the Art of Midge Maintenance

Scotland is famous for many wonderful things… Scotland is also famous for it’s midges. I had, of course,


Speedometers and Bikes

When cycling around Eastern Europe it was very low-tech for Morgan and I. Our decision was spur of

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The Red Light District: A Blog On Celebration, Not Resentment

Note to Self: As my exhibition in May fast approaches and I find myself writing copy for grant

Barbara WaceOdalengo Grande,PiemonteItaliaApril 1995

Barbara Wace by David Deveson

I first started taking photographs at The Central School of Arts & Crafts in London. They were taken


Rambert’s Ghost dance at Saddler’s Wells Theatre

It really is a fault of mine, and something I have been trying to rectify over the years


Mario Giacomelli

Mario Giacomelli (1925-2000) is the photographer I never had the courage to be. His work exudes extremes of