Film Photography

31,536,000 Seconds

We all know that for every year there are 365 days. And for each day 24 hours and for each hour 60 minutes and for each minute 60 seconds.

Knowing this, it's sometimes hard to believe that the click of a shutter which creates a photo and captures our lives, takes only a split-second. Looking through these photos it amazes me to see how many split-seconds of happiness took place in the lives of those I photographed in 2014. How many split-second moments make up an entire day and how many split-second moments make up an entire year.

Every year seems to go so fast, it's easy to lose sight of how much has really taken place. And yet, so much does take place.

This lovely note I received from Sam and Leanne, who got married in a cloud, reminds me of how valuable a second can be.

"Words will never be enough to thank you for your amazing photos of our wonderful wedding day! We had the most wonderful day and I am so happy that we have your beautiful photos to remind us of that time for the rest of our lives! Thank you , thank you, thank you!"

Medium Format, oh how i love thee

I've already talked once before about how childishly excited I get when the email arrives in my inbox first thing in the morning to say my film shots are ready for downloading. It's like waking up on Christmas. I always start off with the medium format film just like a child opens the biggest presents first. I know amongst them will be some of my favourite little nuggets of gold.

Sometimes I'll get some images that just WOW me. Not necessarily because they're a particularly awesome shot, more because of the way the medium format lens has rendered the subject. The colour, the texture, the skin tones, the way the background falls away and the softness. Oh the softness.

There's something unique to my Mamiya 645 lenses that 35mm just can't quite get to. It's a bigger camera. It can be clunky to carry around and it it is certainly more costly to shoot with. But oh when I get those gems it's all worth it.

Oh medium format, how I do love thee.


Back in the days when I was at Uni studying photography, I used to date a chef. Many of my photos were of him in the kitchen or hanging with his colleagues during breaks.

We rarely see chefs when we eat out. We're there for the food and the company. We don't see the gritty, fast-paced kitchen where a team of people rush around madly to produce our food. We don't see the confined space they manage to manoeuvre past each other in or feel the heat and sweat that comes from working in close proximity to ovens and gas burners.

Every now and then we see a chef or two escaping the pressure of the kitchen. Distinguished not only by their uniform but also by an air of fatigue. They seek out a quiet location and take some time slow down and detach from the adrenalin rush that has accompanied them for the last hour or more. They languish. They smoke. They enjoy a few peaceful moments together before heading back to the engine room.



'Your lips are like a scarlet ribbon;

your mouth is lovely.

Your temples behind your veil

are like the halves of a pomegranate.


Let us go early early to the vineyards

to see if the vines have budded;

if their blossoms have opened,

and if the pomegranates are in bloom-

there I will give you my love.'


Song of Solomon