I stood on the steps above the Damascus Gate, Old Jerusalem.  A thousand personal images. So many people I wanted to photograph.  Palestinian. Jewish. Bedouin. Arab. Israeli. European.  But I was nineteen and did not have a proper camera.

I sat at a table in a pavement café deep in the souk of Marrakesh, my camera concealed. Veiled women. Men in flowing djellabas. But the photos were rubbish. The objects (for that, in reality, is how I viewed them) rushed by.  They (rightly) guarded their own images. There was no consent.  There was no contact.  No relationship.  It was wrong.

I interrogated my heroes. Kertesz, who taught me light and composition. Cartier-Bresson, who showed me culture and context.  McCurry, who portrays beauty with great power.  McCullin, stark and brutal.  Hockney, who sees and records what I fail to see.  And, above all, Nan Goldin who opened up her life, shared her tragedy and showed me how to photograph people.

I travelled. I saw. I listened.  Magazines published my travel writing.  I researched and wrote English Roots: a family history, published by Alan Sutton.  And I photographed the people I met.  I curated a permanent exhibition of my portraits one world one view, ascending the central circular staircase at Harrow Crown Court.  The photographs reflected the diversity of the court users.  It exhibited at the Jam Factory, Oxford.  I published it as a book.  One hundred photos of people from thirty countries, reflecting how much we, as humans, have in common.  (And the exhibition and the book raised over £25,000 for charity.)

I was a human rights solicitor.  I was a judge.  I wrote legal text books.  I published learned legal articles.  The law was a framework and an intellectual challenge.  But it was always the people, the clients, the witnesses, the criminal defendants who were vital.

In the heat and dust, I knelt down on the streets of Dhaka. I sat in mosques. I hung out with rickshaw drivers. I walked muddy lanes and river banks in Sylhet.   I talked with tea pickers and women in niqabs.  Over one hundred street photographs.  People in context, going about their everyday lives.  Faces of Bangladesh was shown as a slide show in the BP Lecture Theatre at the British Museum.  It exhibited for a month at the Swiss Cottage Gallery.

I walked through villages in the Omo Valley, in remote Southern Ethiopia.  I sat in mud huts and under trees with a local guide and local people.  They told me about their lives.  And I took photographs.  Striking photos, but the life stories were even more captivating.

The development of my practice has been individual, even isolated, in the sense that I have not been part of the wider photographic community.  I have a vision as to where I want to take my practice, photographing Londoners in context, going about their lives.  I want to share and collaborate. I want to be challenged.   I want to question and be questioned.  I want to explore new media.  I want to experiment and to expand my thinking.  So, I have now enrolled on an M.A. in Photojournalism and Documentary Photography at the University of the Arts London (London College of Communication), collaborating with a wonderfully talented group of fellow photographers with very diverse backgrounds and experience.

Details of Photographic Exhibitions

one world one view Harrow Crown Court          from 2005 (permanent)

one world one view The Jam Factory, Oxford   2006

Faces of Bangladesh British Museum, London             2011

Burmese Portraits Stars of Burma, Bloomsbury Theatre 2011 

Faces of Bangladesh Swiss Cottage Gallery        2012


one world one view was published as a book in 2007.

My photographs have appeared in publications across the world, from International Travel and Tourism News to the Pamir Times to the Utah Adventure Journal. 


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