A lifetime of being different but not different enough…

Some may consider my career path an uncoordinated jumble of random directions but throughout I have taken the options available to me with a sense of adventure. Certainly, the creative urge has remained throughout which is understandable coming from gifted parents, an amazingly talented graphic designer and a passionate plants woman. How are you supposed to build a successful life in the world of the ‘arts’? You certainly need to be talented and perhaps be blessed with good luck or at least good timing? Convention is always on hand to offer the seductive benefits of a regular income and progressive opportunities. A compromise was found via the creative outpouring of others and access to a camera. Photo books arrived thick and fast with lifechanging work by the likes of Saul Leiter, Vivian Maier and Don McCullin. Next came contemporary photographers whose work was available to collect and treasure, like Kit Young and Paul Hart. This was followed soon after by the Covid pandemic triggering a surge of inspiration fuelled by time to consider. The embers of my professional photography days were rekindled but this time via film cameras rather than digital. A boom of young trendy folk buying Canon’s, Nikon’s and Leica’s from a bygone era was too tempting to resist as a new world opened up before me, new but familiar at the same time. This time there seemed to be a confidence or was it an accumulation of experiences that told me that maybe there are different ways of achieving dreams. A camera on hand to document, not the banal fodder of social media which I refuse to play a part in but the balance and light that surrounds us. Add to this the magical process of sending rolls off for development and unearthing the treasure, a passion reborn.

A new friend, an author who has followed an almost identical path. Our lifelines align almost perfectly yet he is enviably ahead of me. His first step of metamorphosis is in hand with a beautiful golf book presented to the world and published with kindness. With luck (as I mentioned I needed) he embraces me and provides me with a conduit to produce images to augment his writing. Suddenly, wonderful trips to far flung golf courses are fullfilled and photos that I have taken are in print, which is a little surreal. Is this the cement that I need to piece everything together?

In a world of a.i. images and drone photography it is still possible to see golf through the eyes of a human but you must look carefully and trust that what you see is real. A spark is needed, an opportunity to be brave. Thus, a target has been set and a project born, to share and help others via the medium of photography (from the ground!). Help is here so please do reach out to chat ‘golf’ or book a shoot and together we can tell a story.