A shot from last year, around this time

It’s one of those days when I just want to get one thing done and crawl back to bed and hide from the cacophony in my head. You don’t need to hear about that. Even I don’t need to hear about that.

So, on to the good bit: I’ve finally removed the Tumblr link on the sidebar because most of my art nude work got flagged as adult content, so it’s no longer sensible to use it at all. It has been practically dead ever since their decision to bar all adult content from the site, unless you want to consume far-right racist content, in which case it’s bloody thriving.

Anyway, now most of what I post here will also be on Ello, and you can click on the updated link where the Tumblr link was to visit. Ello presents visual art really well, like a minimalist Tumblr/Pinterest; that is to say, the best bits of Tumblr and Pinterest.

It’s also gratifying to remind myself, even among the battle my head is having with itself, that I don’t need to justify anything I do photographically to anyone. It’s probably one of the few things I have left where I can do whatever the hell I want. Like this photo. I don’t have a cute story. Nor am I saying anything. I don’t need or want to.

My last refuge. Long may that continue.


Sara Scarlet in colour

“Let’s do something different.”

That’s what we agreed to do; I have had the pleasure of working with Sara several times over the years, since I first photographed her in Paris back in 2013. She has since become a fast friend whose attitude and perspective I admire and respect, and a consummate professional whose input can make the difference between merely a productive shoot and one that can set a marker, a tone, for the work to come.

So we took to shooting a bit more fashiony nudes rather than the art nudes we are so accustomed to shooting. And in colour too. More to come, but I am stoked by what we’ve gotten that day in July.

It’s made me a bit more appreciative of my Fuji X-Pro 2 and my old Cosina Voightlander lens as well. It’s always been a great working camera, but having the time to think, plan, and work at my own pace means I can fully utilise all the tools I have instinctively, even if that sounds counterintuitive.

More to come.


A little something to fill the space

What is this “space”? The empty hole in my heart? My soul? The final frontier? Sorry, couldn’t resist. Here’s a photo of Kristy from last year.

It isn’t often that I get a chance to work with a model like Kristy; I remember seeing her work years ago that made me think, “I want to take photographs like that, of people like that”. I couldn’t turn down the chance to work with her, even though at the time, there were some serious personal upheavals in my life. My head, really. I’ll leave that for another day, but I am glad we managed to get some good work done that day.

More soon. Hopefully.


It’s been a while

Apparently it’s been almost three months since I last posted. I am sorry for the borderline criminal neglect, and I’m afraid not all the reasons for this lack of updates are reasonable–life happens, shit happens–and I’ll just leave it at that. 

I’ve still got a backlog of photos to clear, and a ton of film to develop. In the meantime, here’s a photo of Sara Scarlet, who dropped by Singapore recently; I never miss an opportunity to work with her, and her being an awesome person to hang out with is just the cherry on top. 

More soon.


Need to make more portraits

I’ve been out of commission for a while; as it turns out, breaking a toe can be a real downer. It’s healed for the most part, though the occasional twinges remain disconcerting, a throbbing reminder of middle age. I’ve managed to photograph a model since then, and there will be more photos soon.

In the meantime, here is one of Roarie taken last year. Few things tickle my fancy more than straightforward portraiture—whatever honesty I can wring out of myself and my subject that makes it click in my head, and hopefully, it does the same for the person I worked with.

Plus, it’s in black and white, and a square format. What’s not to like?

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