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Horses Scare Me…

  My morning walk to senior school involved a field, a tied up horse or not on some occasions (the not tied up horse is where my horse phobia began). As I approached the field I would see kids preparing themselves for the equine run, even though I ran for the school (and once for the county) I knew the outcome of feral horse pitched against a teenager in Dr Martens and the odds for me were never good. I’m sure some of the other kids would tic tac as I approached. The more I photograph horses the more I …

Our Visual Culture…

Photography changed the world and it’s how we remember modern history. A compact camera would always come to Whitby with the family for our Summer holiday, ice cream surrounding a smiling face (standard shot) and a combination of family groups in a beer garden with pint pots dominating the foreground, if the weather was good there would be a buried sibling beach shot. The film would stay in the camera from sunshine to snow and by January the film would be popped in an envelope and posted to Truprint. A week later 36 glossy 6″x4″ prints would drop through the …