Most of my photographs over the last 5 years were taken on solitary walks, mainly along the Basingstoke Canal where I live ( Moments, Transition, Follow the Light, Woodham Flight, Resonance, Treescape ).However, the spaces where I photograph are irrelevant, whether it is abroad, in cities or in my rural surroundings. Absorbed in photographing shapes and forms, while losing myself in movement, I focus my attention on the process of looking, I do not set out to describe or document the area where I walk but focusing on lines, geometric shapes and colours within the square, presented to me from these seemingly random occurrences or traces of human action.
The space the images provide is open for association and thoughts, they trigger memories which have nothing to do with the location.
I find walking in cities without a clear purpose or a sense of direction liberating, a source of inspiration, embracing the chance of finding something surprising, something incidental and inconsequential, not knowing in advance what I will see.
Restricting myself to the same rural walks where I live feels more like escaping into a thinking space and it seems this process acts as a catalyst for triggering memory. I enjoy the idea of stillness and quietness, looking at something with a longing for what lies beyond.