5×4 in a field

On half term break but never far from the camera! In particular we’ve been celebrating the 50th birthday of the District Association we camp with of the Camping and Caravanning Club. This particular frame is one I’ve wanted for a while and fits with a project which will see a lot of focus over the next two years!

Been wanting to shoot this location for ages!

Queen Elizabeth Country Park Star Trails

Loving the clear winter sky’s recently! Snapped this beauty at Queen Elizabeth Country Park in Horndean earlier this week.

The Revolving Door and a Namesake

During my thoughts and explorations on the subject of Life and Death I have often thought of hospitals and the role they of course play.  Every day people breath their last breath while someone else somewhere is breathing their first.

Over four years ago on the death of my grandmother I couldn’t help but visualise what a beautiful image that scene would have made.  The lights were off, only the soft natural light of the evening coming through the window was present.  She was laying in the same position I had visited her in only 30 minutes before when she was still alive and had made eye contact with me.

What a beautiful photograph this scene would have made, I didn’t capture it through the knowledge that it would get a mixed response from family members.  This lead to the time surrounding the arrival of our new daughter, an empty single room in the hospital was just asking to be photographed, so I did.  The interesting thing being that this particular room was in the same part of the hospital that my grandmother had passed away in and a similar position only three floors lower.

The revolving door of life sees time begin and time end, often only meters apart from each other.

There is another element to this story as our new daughter bares the name of my late grandmother ‘Alice’, a deliberate tribute to a strong, very wise and sorely missed women (pictured below meeting my eldest daughter Cleo 7 years ago).

Women are Heroes

Anyone who has witnessed or experienced child birth will know the toll it can take on the female body.  Examples are different but either way it can be a tough but beautiful time.  Having witnessed two childbirths I can quite safely say that Women are Heroes.  They so often go through the mill for their new family additions and I am humbled to have been a witness so far.

Below is another image of skin to skin contact between my daughter and Holly.

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