On my way home

Street photography is new to me. A while back I decided to challenge myself and start a new study, focusing on strangers in the street and not worrying too much about how they might look but instead focus on the context and story unfolding and trying to capture an interesting split second moment. I did it because I knew it would push me creatively and technically. I spend most of your time waiting and hoping for something to happen. 90% of what I shoot is useless, and often what’s reasonably good, is pure luck and more about being in the right place at the right time. I have a day job and a busy family life at home, so the only time I really have to shoot, is in-between meetings, lunch times or walking to and from home or work. The more I do street photography , the more I realise just how many situations and opportunities that I’m missing. Every second something happens somewhere and I’m often overwhelmed with a feeling of helplessness for not being there to capture the moment. It often keeps me up at night, when the only image I have of something I saw, and didn’t have my camera, or the courage to point and shoot, , is languishing in my brain and impossible to share. This series is just a snap shot of some images captured that I feel tell a story about the towns I live and work in.