Courtyard off one of the main streets in Ortygia, the old part of Siracusa, Sicily.
A few bluebell shots from a late afternoon shoot at West Woods near Marlborough, Wiltshire. I have never seen so many of these delicate beauties in one place it felt physically overwhelming. Paradoxically the sheer mass of them made it hard to find a decent angle to try to capture them adequately.
As ever, this sort of photography is a puzzle looking for a satisfying solution that is not obvious. I stopped shooting and walked around looking and waiting for an angle to arise subconsciously. Often, as here, the subconscious motive is an impulse to find some sort of pattern, to make sense of something that is overwhelming me, in this case a mass of colour.
Wondering around the back streets of Chania I came across this man re-upholstering some old chairs. It seemed a strange place for him to be doing it, as it wasn’t outside a shop and the doors of the building behind him were padlocked. He was quite happy for me to photograph him as he worked, but this was the only decent picture of him looking up from his work.
Out for a stroll on a misty afternoon at Beacon Hill Wood I was trying to capture the autumn colours before all the leaves had fallen.
The longer I walked, the stronger the sun became and the more it started to burn through the mist.
Until eventually it started to create some interesting lighting conditions which I have never shot in before.
Eventually, as I shot into the light, everything just turned into shades of sepia.
This was some of the most extraordinary light conditions that I can remember shooting in – and it all started off as such a dull, misty, late October afternoon.