18 September 2015

50Cent? Well...

...I don't really know what to say about this gentleman. His wealth is fake, apparently, and he had just filed for bankruptcy protection (strategic, I assume); yet wants to give off this impression of a debonair, sophisticated and clearly posh exterior. I didn't buy it, Bad Boy. Anyway, here's some pics from our cover shoot for Le Parisien magazine:

11 September 2015

Walkin' by the River

At the beginning of summer, I had a very busy period driving up and down the country photographing three rivers across the UK. The first, the Tamar, was located on the border of Devon and Cornwall, the second, the Soar, up in Leicestershire, and the third, the Camlad, in the River Severn catchment area.
To set this in context, my client asked for images to illustrate the various uses of rivers and waterways in the UK - as they are actively working on the EU Water Framework Directive - a project reflecting the demand for cleaner rivers and lakes across the European Union.

Each of these waterways had its own peculiarities: difficulty of access to one, urban & industrial sprawl in the other, and lastly, a very fragmented tributary system in the third. Luckily, I had very good helping hands from the various river trusts to point me in the right direction(s), and the outcome is a very diverse set of images from these three - I won't bore you with all of them, a small pictorial selection should suffice.


9 June 2015

Shooting Sting

As usual, the assignment happened at short notice, and I would spend two days photographing a story with world famous musician Sting in his hometown of Newcastle.

Actually, that weekend had long before been bookmarked for a neighbour's party - but as the saying goes - life is what happens whilst you are busy making plans. So instead of partying on Susie's roof terrace, I had two very busy days in northern England.

We first visited Sting's birthplace, a run-down town called Wallsend (where the famous Hadrian's Wall ends), formerly known for shipbuilding and long past its prime. Later that day, we spent time at the Sage in Gateshead, photographing Sting & ensemble from the back of the auditorium, followed by a late night scouting trip to his hotel for the portrait shoot, then a quick drink at the bar, and finally I tried to catch some sleep in a soulless hotel room surrounded by noises of drunk lads on a stag do - life can be glamorous sometimes.

Anyway, back to Sting. Apart from being incredibly talented and down-to-earth, he was quite shy in front of the camera. We had a brief conversation during which I explained that I was far more insecure than Irving Penn (who famously photographed him with two clicks of the shutter), and thus that I had to shoot more. This made him laugh, however, his various minders had different ideas. As a result, I didn't get more than a few minutes to produce portraits and a cover shot for Le Parisien Magazine - see the results below, followed by a wider selection from the day.

22 May 2015

West African Adventures

Following a publication in the Guardian recently, I no longer need to keep my West African adventures under wraps. Last year in October, we set off from Madeira and spent six weeks monitoring fishing activities off the coasts of Guinea, Guinea-Bissau and Senegal.

Shooting mostly from a distance out of a helicopter, but also from unlit boats in the middle of the night with only moonlight for illumination, we obtained plenty of evidence of illegal practices in one of the world's most productive fishing grounds. With the large majority of observed boats being from China and the Far East, it was astounding to see the casual disregard for the environment they were operating in: oil and waste being dumped over the side, trawling in shallow waters and sometimes inside the 12-mile nautical borders, we quickly established that this fishing bonanza is literally a free-for-all who venture there.

Whilst Ebola dominated the news agenda, weak or absent monitoring by the coastal countries of West Africa enables fishing companies to keep large fishing fleets pillaging the ocean off West Africa, outnumbering local boats and their catch.

But it wasn't all bad, we also saw jumping dolphins, whales and stunning weather and here's a little slideshow from the expedition:

7 May 2015

She's called Daphne...

In February, I spent a few wonderful days in the small town of Fowey, Cornwall - I was accompanying eminent French writer Tatiana De Rosnay on the footsteps of novelist Daphne Du Maurier, whom she had written a an impassioned biography about. The longer we talked and walked, and the more details we uncovered, the more Tatiana's persona began morphing into Daphne's...a fascinating process to observe. Here are the results: a nice spread in Le Parisien Magazine, and a few of my favourites...