Waverley Abbey has been a place I’d heard of many times but never got a chance to visit. Located in Farnham in Surrey Hills, it’s an English Heritage site hidden away on country roads (don’t trust Google Maps that will try and take you up a private track, follow the signs instead). That warm October afternoon we had some time to kill between things, the sun was shining, I had a camera in my bag and so we ended up going on a bear hunt an adventure.
I’ve always loved water and splashing in the sea or a river or a swimming pool – and it’s still my happy place. There’s something about watching water run and the waves splash that is very, very good for my soul.
Venice has always been on my list of places to visit, and this year I’ve made myself a birthday present and booked the three of us to go there for 3 days in April. We found a perfect little AirB&B apartment in a quiet area near the University of Economics (sounds counter-intuitive but it was indeed quiet and peaceful), and spent our time on the island without any plans but just basically walking around, soaking up the history, and enjoying the sights.
My son has become a reluctant subject now that he’s seven. For him, me having the camera in my hands means I’m doing something other than directly engaging with him, so I have to be patient and catch those in-between moments that are so precious.
A few weeks ago I treated myself and my little man who was about to turn 7 to a short two-night trip to Edinburgh. I love Scotland (and if it wasn’t for the weather would have moved there in a heartbeat), and even though we’d driven over to the Highlands for Christmas (you can see some photos here and here) almost every year for the last five, last time I’d seen Edinburgh was about 10 years ago (or, as Sasha pointed out, after a bit of mental math and asking how old was I when I last been, and how old I am now, 11 years).
Over the past year I’ve been drawn to black and white images more and more.
When I was first starting out many years ago, black and white was a way for me to save a photograph that didn’t quite work out: maybe the focus was slightly off, or there was a distracting element in the background. Put a black and white filter on it, add a bit (or a lot) of grain, and voila! A snapshot is magically transformed into an artful image.
Of course, it’s not as simple as I make it sound – it never is. And while I still use black and white a lot for pictures where the lighting was tricky, or to highlight an emotion without the distraction of colour, over the years of being a photographer I came to realise that the simplicity of black and white is deceiving.