Boxing and capturing raw emotion

It’s not very often, but occasionally I will get the chance to capture a boxing competition. What could be more fun than shooting two teams trying to belt the living hell out of each other?

Well fun is the wrong word I suppose, It’s not fun. These competitions are tense, in fact the air feels thick, it’s an effort to move around.

Capturing these things can be difficult, but I think you have to put the time in, spend time with these boys in the build up. The afternoon is all about the bravado, the image, the focus. Young men with little experience but a big heart and weeks of dedicated training. Too much effort to just let it all go.

Then the evening comes, the tension just gets worse. Making eye contact, looking for a glimpse of an emotion, but the discipline is good, just focus.

The bell goes, the crowd erupt. I wonder if the fighters even hear it all. I try to be in the ring with them, to pre-empt the attack, it’s not easy trying to be inside someone’s head.

Three two minute rounds sounds like a breeze, a token effort, but that is not what the faces say. Now the fight is on the masks slip a little, on some more than others. The chatter between rounds seems pointless as you feel the fighters know now how it is all going to go. Have they got the measure of their opponent?

Still, it only takes one hit, lucky, maybe. You make your own luck. All those hours of training seem distant, has it all been worth it?

The fight ends, the final bell. What now? The fighters seem lost. Who won, dare I believe? There is no certainty, only confusion. Two confident boxers believe, but they can’t both be right, so who saw what? What did the judges see? The crowd silenced in anticipation.

As the referee calls the competitors forward and grabs their wrists, the fighters regain composure daring to anticipate. The ref holds up the winners hand and then for a moment the story reveals itself for a briefest of moments. It’s all over, this time.

Was it really worth it? Don’t ask me, I bear no bruises from this one.

A mild start to a ‘Cold War’ and tanks gallore

November 27, 2014

Poland in November has a reputation. If ‘Good Morning Vietnam’ had been set in Poland the famous Adrian Cronauer quote would have been… ‘It’s Cold, damn cold.’ It is well known within military circles that winter (almost) training in Poland can be bleak and uncomfortable, but as we arrived, one thing was for sure, it was positively warm [mild], almost T shirt weather. At least from my perspective……. that was good!

A column of Warrior Armoured Fighting Vehicles move through the woodland tracks.

Infantry always have a part to play with a soldier from the Royal Welsh Regiment moving over the range as quickly as possible.

Who could have missed all the recent rhetoric and speculation on the situation in Ukraine? As a soldier, yes it is fair to say I have looked on the situation with interest. Then I got the call, I will be going to cover an exercise in Poland. Right, isn’t Poland right next to Ukraine? A quick look at the map (my eastern European geography is not perfect) at where we were going to be training and unless you live in the States (where it is not abnormal for people to drive for two hours to buy some groceries), we may as well be in Spain! Well practically.

A soldier from the Royal Welsh Regiment lays in a trench covering his arcs with his GPMG.

During a live range demo, a Scimitar extracts as the Challenger 2 and Leopard 2 advance to take on and destroy their targets.

Soldiers from the Royal Welsh prepare for a live range demonstration.

Of course the situation in Ukraine is relevant. With NATO governments including the US keen to support countries bordering Russia, in particular their NATO partners. The premise, in very simple terms for this exercise was to show unification between Poland and the UK (and in wider terms to the other NATO countries from the former Soviet Union) and to demonstrate that the UK has the capability to move it’s armour when needed, and in this case a large amount from long term storage.

Now I have covered exercises in Poland before, the last time in 2007 and this year I have been back twice, and taking all the cheap shots away, Poland is certainly a country investing in itself. The infrastructure certainly seems to have improved. Still a long way from Western European standards but the lack of investment from the old Soviet days is so evident. Since my last time here, the Polish Army, has now got the German built Leopard 2 Main Battle Tank, which is considered within the Tank community as amongst the top 4 in the world, rubbing shoulders with our own Challenger 2. Amusingly depending on who you speak to, the best is always disputed but then what would you expect?

British and Polish soldiers come face to face with each other and demonstrate that soldiers can get past the language barrier.

British Soldiers from Kings Royal Hussars need no second change to have a look around the Leopard 2 whilst the Leopard 2 crew check the barrel for any obstructions.

As far ex military exercises go this was perhaps relatively small, but at least significant with a reported 1300 British troops supporting probably double that from the Polish forces.

A Challenger 2 thunders over the open terrain during a live range.

A Warrior full of Infantry soldiers moves over the sandy mud.

What was clear though was the willingness of both nationalities to interact when possible and learn as much (language barriers aside) about each other as possible.

A good old ‘pack lift’ for the Warrior.

A Soldier during a pack lift wears a head torch, a most valuable tool in getting to all those dark corners.

Using the opportunity as valuable practice, a team of mechanics set about removing a broken power pack.

Probably one of the uncertainties of the exercise was how well the Armour (Challenger 2, Warrior, Bulldog and Panther) would hold up after in some cases over ten years in storage, but at the end of the exercise it was clear that the efforts to bring them up to the required standard quickly was effective with all the platforms holding up. That said the opportunity for ‘Pack lifts’, the practice of removing and replacing the power packs of the Armour, was still evident, but this is quite normal and probably in some cases fabricated as in the day to day roles of the Vehicle mechanic generally does not include the practice, so as a training objective, it is invaluable.

The Challenger 2 is still one of the quickest tanks around.

Any opinions or facts stated here in this article are those of the author and do not necessarily represent the views of the Ministry of defence or any other official organisations.

Back again. You remember me?

October 13, 2014

I think it is almost a year since I was here. Certainly it has been a long time, too long. So I will keep this short. I have saved drafts of new posts that will be more in depth that will attempt to bridge the gap of the last 12 months or so.

You know the worst thing? As a 42 year old man, I got a telling off for not posting for so long. Dad was not amused. 😉

Let me be honest though. I have not dropped off the edge of the planet, things have still been busy. I seem to spend a lot of my time wandering across Germany from location to location, and sometimes even outside Germany too.

I won’t go on too much now.

The job remains as active and interesting as it always has, and no matter what goes on, I still get to visit new places experience new things and get the chance to photograph them.

On one day this week we were sent out to capture the Royal Engineer reserves training on the M3 rig (for some that will mean nothing), it is essentially a bridge that you can drive to a river or waterway, open it up and voilà, as if by magic you have a bridge.

The reserves were being taught how to crew and pilot the huge machine.

I promise there will be more to come soon. I have still got so much to catch up on.

Return to Afghanistan and mono memories

November 21, 2013

Afghanistan, Military work

I had a scary recollection today. I was speaking with a colleague today who I served with out in Afghanistan and we were both a little surprised to realise that it was two years since we arrived there for a six month tour of duty.

In the time I have been back, apart from the odd quick scan through the images, I have not really given them too much thought.

As we get closer to the end of combat operations I am regularly surprised by the lack of understanding of the job our soldier s are doing out there and in some cases, blatant conspiracy fantasies seem to be circulating. It seems to me that there are people who are happy and willing to exploit ignorance.

I have mixed feelings about my time in Afghanistan. I won’t pretend that I bounced around the green zone of Helmand with a bayonet between my teeth and two GPMG’s, one under each arm killing insurgents without fear. In fact quite the contrary, each and every time we went out on any patrol, I felt fear, the healthy kind, the kind that keeps you alert.

The people of Afghanistan are much like we are in many ways. They eat, sleep, laugh, cry. They have the same basic needs we do but have less to work with and because they do not experience our western ways are mostly happy with their existence. I won’t pretend they don’t want their security, they do as do we.

It always amazes me how we (human beings) struggle to understand different cultures though. Let’s face it there is a north – south divide in the UK and lets not get started on our nearest neighbours, the French! 😉

Anyway, looking back through the Afghan archive, memories came back and they are different from the experiences at the time, for there is no fear now, the memory of that has faded, now I focus on the experience. Much of the emotion has gone. The images bring back shadows and nothing much more. I suppose this is the same as the nerves I felt and I remember feeling on my wedding day, but now when I see the photos, they don’t remind me of that fear, just the day. Natural I suppose.

I enjoyed my time in Afghanistan, I saw things I never thought I would. It made me appreciate more what we have more. It did me some good.

Another homecoming parade, how many left?

May 3, 2013

Military work, Sport / Action

This week saw me attending another Homecoming and medal parade here in Germany. I have lost track of how many of these I have covered over the years. They are always great opportunities to capture some great images although this time for some reason, it got me thinking.

With the imminent return home of British troops from Afghanistan in 2014, these may well be a thing of the past for a little while. Of course this is great news when you consider how many soldiers we have lost during the conflict, but I can’t help feel a tinge of sadness.

These parades are always great events supported by the soldiers and their families. They are a show, a celebration, in many cases an opportunity to reflect and for some a way of closure. But more than that these signify the end of a job well done.

The British Armed forces are there to do these jobs, love them or hate them, these roles seem to come up all too often, usually when you least expect them. These parades are significant as they mean the members of the Armed Forces have been doing a job they have trained hard for.

I do not mean to be disrespectful as the conflict in Afghanistan goes on and there will in all likelihood be more injured or even killed, so we cannot afford to look at the end with too much comfort.

One thing I am glad of is how this operation seems to have brought the Armed Forces closer together. In the past the fierce rivalry used to alienate certain cap badges or trades, but such is the nature of this conflict that every job out there has risk and danger, it is not just the infantry who are risking their lives on the front. I think this conflict has shown the strengths of our armed forces as a whole and that should be commended.

The opinions stated here are simply the opinions of the author and do not in any way necessarily reflect the stance of the Ministry of Defence.

Teaser in the snow

January 31, 2013

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While I wait for my computer to catch up with my obviously speedy working habits, I thought I would take the time to give you a teaser of an ongoing job.

These guys move quickly and they hit the gates really hard.

Keep watching there will be more to follow soon.

Building books and the tangible truth

October 22, 2012

Afghanistan, Military work, Opinion, Portraits

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If there is one aspect of digital photography and the internet that I don’t like it is simply the lack of necessity to print your images.

There is nothing quite like a decent print, and trust me it is never simply a case of hitting the print button. So in the last six months or so I have been responsible for producing 4 photographic books, and all I can say is wow. Although the books have been limited run or one offs, the sense of achievement you get after all the work of putting them together and handling it is second to none.

I now have the printed book bug.

A reflective image is so different from a back lit image, that seeing your images feels like seeing it again for the first time.

There are some amazing companies out there that can produce these books and some of the software you can use to complete the books are very straight forward. All I would say is don’t feel the need to over complicate the layout.

Photo books should ideally, in my humble opinion, be about an image at a time, although that is not always possible. There is certainly a skill in putting a book together and I feel myself getting better each time. There is a lot of work, in particular when you are trying to include other contributors.

Another important effort is to do your best to create a narrative, to make the images inter connect and flow from one to the other and at times, even if you have a cracking image that misses the narrative, do not shoehorn it into the book just out of hand. If you need to add another section to the book to fit it in, then try but be your own worst critic.

The end result is worth it though.

Award winning, does it really make a difference?

October 12, 2012

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I write this blog in somewhat of a state of shock. I have just been told that I need to get myself over to London next week to pick up a couple of prizes from the Army photographic awards. This image was taken at 0500 using available red light on a high ISO and shows us packed like sardines into the back of a Chinook about to go on an operation.

This year was only the second time I have entered in ten years for one thing or another, and after being runner up last time, the improvement was great. This macro shot was taken with a macro lens and was supposed to be an observation of religious prominence within the military and more so with the Americans. What is does not show however is the levels of religious diversity that we have now.

If I am totally honest, I didn’t really hold out much hope as much of the last 12 months was doing video, and if I am even more honest, not to a great standard. Military equipment – this was one of my favorite portraits from Afghanistan, it shows an attitude and toughness that belies the old equipment they operate with.

So back to the competition. I am obviously very pleased for the recognition, but I really don’t think it means all that much at the end of the day but what we can do to raise the profile of our small group of individuals who work hard to show our colleagues at their best. This is not down to me being disrespectful to the other entrants in this particular competition, just the fact that winning competitions may be a skill but also requires a lot of luck. After all three judges look at the images subjectively and pick their favorite and on another day with different judges, the results would, I am sure, probably be very different. This military portrait taken in the studio is intended to show a diversity within the whole port folio. It is a standard portrait with a little twist.

I had no idea who was judging this competition, not that knowing that would have made any difference. The simple fact is that photography is purely subjective and what one person loves another simply can’t stand… the Marmite thing I suppose. In the absence of a perfect boxing or skiiing shot (not much of either in Afghanistan), I wanted to demonstrate a little bit of the British soldiers sense of humour… unfortunately there was no lake in sight.

So what did I win? Well rather surprisingly, the Professional port folio award and the best Professional image. Wow, now I am speechless. From the harshness of Afghanistan to the grandeur of Hannover town hall for the Queens birthday celebrations, a city that has close ties to the royal family.

The port folio was a simple case of choosing eight images, each one fulfilling a single criteria. Operational image, Sport, Macro, Black and white, portrait, military equipment, Interior and Public relations image. So the portfolio was always going to be a mismatch off images rather than a coherent collection of images to support a narrative.

Which ever way you look at it, there will be controversy and disagreement, as everyone will see different things from the images submitted. So there we have it for another year, I only hope that we as a photographic trade can make the most of this and promote ourselves as the self motivated, professional individuals we are.

The image selected by the judges as the winning image, taken just before the officer at the front of the picture screamed at me for not being where I should be.

Territorials are dead, long live the reservists

October 5, 2012

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The Territorial Army or TA, have been around for longer than I can remember, and since I joined the British Army ‘Regulars’ they have taken the brunt of the jokes.

These part timers or weekend warriors have over the last decade had a resurgence fueled by an ever increasing involvement in Afghanistan.

The name ‘Territorial Army’ is no more, replaced by the simple ‘Reservists’, many of their numbers have now served more operational tours than some of their regular counterparts. Probably a minority but this fact is one aspect that has transformed reputations.

There are still ways to go, but the momentum is there and with more and more ambitious training exercises going on, I feel the reputation will improve.

As the government places more and more emphasis onto the reservists, the future looks bright for these soldiers and their future looks assured.

Viable and sustainable? Well really only time will tell, but with so much being laid on their shoulders, can they afford to fail?

Any opinions or points of view expressed in this blog are not the views of the British Army or the Ministry of Defence, but of myself and should not be viewed as official comment.

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Still playing catch up

October 4, 2012

One of the best parts of this job is the diversity of the tasks that come in. One of the more interesting that has come in recently is the funeral and re-internment of a soldier from Operation Market Garden from World War 2.

Not one for being known as a historian, but basically Operation Market Garden was the momentous assault by the allies of Arnhem in the Netherlands and more specifically the bridge in Arnhem.

The operation was known for a number of reasons, mostly for its audacity and the scale as an airborne operation made famous by the old film ‘a bridge too far’.

Not all the soldiers involved were Para’s or airborne and due to the intensity and ferocity of the fighting many soldiers lost their lives, many being buried in field graves and marked accordingly with the intention of burying properly after the battle.

As part of the battle though, the German military burst dykes and flooded part of the land as a defensive measure which also washed away many of the grave markers meaning so many soldiers were never found.

Occasionally remains of soldiers are found and the difficult task of identification ensues. With no DNA records on file, the investigations are usually based on artifacts found on the bodies and dental records which do take an inordinate amount of time.

Private Curtis was only 19 when he fought and lost his life in battle with his unit the 5th Battalion of the Wiltshire Regiment. His body was discovered almost ten years ago and then the difficulty began to try to identify him.

The family were there to see him buried with full military honours and the poignant thing was that a relative of Pte Curtis, Rifleman Edwards is now serving with 5 Rifles who are the current guise of the old regiment.

It’s a ‘Riskey Business’

August 12, 2012

Development, Music

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As many of you are already aware, I really enjoy my job, to the point of feeling guilt at times. How can I enjoy a job so much? I think one of the primary reasons for this is the fact that no two days are the same. This is such a challenging vocation at times, and sometimes so simple. I enjoy photographing people, in the studio, on location, it’s just so much fun (although there are times when there is little fun to be had).

One of the things I particularly like is the opportunities there are to ‘try something new’. Too many people see the skill of photography as a dying art, or simply a matter of a numbers game to capture the one required image.

Photography is a form of art, it can be creative but there is creation in every single image. The camera operator has decisions to make every time the shutter release is pressed, composition, timing, exposure, aperture and shutter speed. Then there is lighting, another discipline that is undervalued by viewers everywhere as the best lit shots out there generally look like they are naturally lit, so with very little skill.

The fact of the matter is that every time a photographer captures a moment, there are so many things to consider, that people just don’t see.

As a photographer and an aspiring photographer too, it is dangerous to get comfortable, you always look for the next image, the next project, so being asked to photograph a local hobby band for publicity shots was a challenge to look forward too. At this point I feel I need to add that these musicians are brilliant and the term ‘Hobby’ is meant to show their motivations, they play for the love not the finance (although they are available for hire).

Due to the nature of most of their day jobs, the band line up does change constantly as members move on and new ones replace, but this adds to the difficulty of getting the photograph.

I shot the band the first time in 2011, not too long before I went to Afghanistan, a short time out of the bands religious rehearsals. With a camera, a few flash guns against a brick wall, I managed to make a simple image, but after I felt it did not do the band justice as by their nature, their line up changes almost monthly.

Then back from Afghanistan, a new line up, with even more changes on the horizon, I wanted to do something that I felt suited their make up.

Individual portraits, all with the same identical lighting that have that connection, the images could then be brought together to make a band photo.

I did however make an image of the band all together too, call it the banker shot if you like…………..

More Royalty and the Rifles march on

July 17, 2012

Development, Military work

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Wow, where have the last two weeks gone? Work has been crazy, a new promotion and a busy diary have contributed to my head spinning.

Having spent a vast amount of time in Afghanistan recently, it is natural to take some time to get back into the real world. Life in Afghanistan in many ways is simple, you get up do your job, eat and sleep, there is not too much more to do. Life back home seems so much more complicated as a result.

Getting the kids to school, sorting out the kids passport, chasing bills and paying invoices, meeting clients, and even at times taking the odd photograph, it all seems like there is so much to do.

So the tasking came in to photograph a home coming parade for some local press journalists from the UK came up. This is after all our job so this is not a problem and it also gets me out of the office doing what I enjoy so its a winner all round.

I have never photographed a Rifles parade before so I was there early to get a good look around and make sure everyone knew what I wanted to do and where I wanted to go. In the middle of a parade it can be quite daunting to wander onto parade and shoot away.

It is mostly a simple case of letting certain people know what your intentions are and they will be fine. They also know that they will be getting copies of the shots for their own use too so everyone’s a winner.

The weather in Germany has been as bad as the UK recently so that will tend to be an issue but you can’t plan for every eventuality although in this case we worked out being quite lucky.

All in all it was a good day and we got some good coverage in the press back home.

Time is my only enemy these days.

June 22, 2012

It now seems like such a long time since I was out in Afghanistan, in real terms it was. Three months is such a long time. We move on quickly, get back into the swing of things in our day to day jobs. I am now (for those who have not been paying attention) back in Germany with my family. Still working in the Army, yes we still have some of the Army based here (not for too much longer though).

This job does not seem like a job much really, it really is a shock to the system to enjoy my job as much as I do and in fact I have been known on many occasions to feel real guilt as I see people around me slumped and dejected as they struggle through the week to get to the weekend.

None of that for me, many weekends I am behind the camera enhancing my skills and keeping looking for a way of doing things I have not tried before.

One of the most exciting parts of this job is the variation. This week has been a prime example, for three days I was chasing soldiers around a live range trying to capture images for their local press who had come out to visit. Then there was the small matter of photographing a high brow event in Hannover city center to commemorate the Queen’s birthday and then today I spent the day photographing handicapped children as they climbed all over military helicopters.

All this work needs to be processed and dispatched to whoever wants it. Not a five minute job. So my long suffering wife has to watch me sitting at the laptop most of the evening.

Ah, a negative! Perhaps the only one. Sometimes there really is just never enough time in the day. I need to get a new watch……………

One with a 27 hour day.

Promotion and give away’s

May 2, 2012

Development, From the Archive, Opinion, Portraits, Wedding

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The technical side of photography is not a problem for me. I know that may sound big-headed, it’s not meant to be. My photographic training was, let’s say, comprehensive. A seven month full-time course that in wider circles is well-respected, certainly gives you a grounding. I look back at some of the work from back then and cringe at it, but I also accept it for what it is and am still striving.

A personal first from ten years ago, the use of many layers, taking days to do and really pushing the computers boundaries.

Having been presented with the subject ‘shopping’, it made sense to mimic some of the visual inspiration of the time. Not great work now but it was a step.

When I graduated from the school, I felt a little bit like when I had just passed my driving test. I knew how to take a photograph but that was just the mechanics, I now had to develop that knowledge into a style, to give my images some character. This I think is where the real challenge of photography is.

I really enjoy shooting weddings, they are challenging and never easy, so you need your wits about you.

So ten years on, my photography has developed into its current manifestation and I now think I am a marketable commodity. This is where my next hurdle lays. All my training does not prepare me for self promotion. Some of you who have been reading my blog or follow my Facebook page may be surprised to hear that, or maybe not. I have in recent months been looking into the different ways to market yourself and mostly it is now down to the internet.

In the studio, you need to work hard to get the shots you want, you can never just turn up to a shoot.

Sometimes it is a shame that many elements used in the shot are hidden.

Inspiration is important to any photographer, we draw our inspiration from other image makers all the time.

Being in Germany does kind of limit my available market somewhat but this gives me the opportunities to try out marketing plans to get an idea about what works or doesn’t. Mostly though I just want to stay busy, producing new work. I have in the past organised a very successful studio open day where I allowed visitors to come in off the street into the studio, sample a micro shoot, see the product and as a result took bookings for bigger shoots. My next project is similar, but based on the pets theme. This one will be slightly different as it will be a kind of competition where people who have their pet photographed will then see their image on our Facebook page. This is where they vote (by liking) their pets image and they then invite their family, friends, anyone who knows them to also like their image. The winner will receive a canvas print of the winning image. Votes can also be included by the general public, so there will be a need to really push the Facebook page.

Sometimes you just have to jump in with both feet, a studio full of animals is a daunting thought.

The idea excites me, I am intrigued as to how the project will work out. This does need loads of work to work, but it is just another step in the journey of building a client base and a reputation that is in this industry all important.

I don’t find self promotion easy, I find that at times I feel clumsy and awkward with it, I am always too critical of my own work, but I accept that in these times I have to get beyond that and just go for it.

Where do I go from here?

May 1, 2012

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Now I am back from Afghanistan I am hungry to work.. I have for the first time got a notebook to record ideas and concepts for personal projects. I am amazed that this is something I have not done before because I get a lot of ideas that I then forget about. So I have a book that I can write down ideas and concepts and include inspirational images that may have given me an idea.

An Afghan commander on a proud day as hundreds of soldier complete their basic training

I am not too sure where my Afghanistan experiences will take me. Part of me feels that as an alien in that land I could not help but see images everywhere (sometimes I think we can get a bit blase about what we see around us every day). Certainly the characters were plentiful. My personal work at home is more geared towards the studio setting. I like having the control but I now see that am able to control more in location work. I am now the proud owner of a fairly comprehensive studio setup and I have new ideas coming out of my ears. I just want to shoot.

A young soldier commands a vantage point as he scopes the area for signs of insurgency.

I think there is a part of me that wants to keep busy in line with the tempo I have been working for so long. At the same time I am trying to fit back into my family that have got into their routine without me. I have leave, too much leave but I have to take it. This should give me the opportunity to work while keeping my feet grounded. As my wife will agree, I do have a habit of being too focused on some things while neglecting others, something I am now aware of and do try to overcome.

Getting to know my children again is a hard reality as I have missed a huge part of their lives.

So, where do I go from here? Photography has been a major part of my life for coming up to ten years and I just don’t see an end to that right now. I am however fortunate to get paid for doing something I enjoy so much and find so rewarding. I don’t have to find paying clients yet, however now is the best time to look at systems I can employ when I do. I am fortunate that I can make business mistakes with the comfort that, for the time being at least, won’t have a negative impact on my families welfare.

Still seeing opportunity, it’s what drew me to this career.

So as I approach my photographic future, I am excited to see where I can go and just need to be bold and make the most of my situation. I still look back at some of my Afghanistan portraits and think some of them will look good in a book as a printed record where they can be arranged as a representation of the tour.

A local Afghan watches over as his home is searched by British soldiers.

All in all there is plenty to keep me occupied for a little while but I need to make sure I push myself more creatively too. So keep an eye out as I am sure I will be posting the odd thing on here.

A mass of faces, the new generation of the security of Afghanistan

Catching up and cooling off

April 9, 2012

Settling back in at home after six months away should not be taken lightly. In my absence my family have learned to deal with my time away as have I. This is no less than human nature. There is a temptation to jump back in with both feet and just try to carry on where we all left off. I’ve done that before…….

I have also been keeping busy trying to sort my archive out. There are lots of images to get organised and some catching up with processing images that kind of fell by the wayside.

I took some images during my R+R (Rest and Recuperation) back in February. Although I did have a quick glance, I never properly had a look. So now back home with my own work station and newly installed Lightroom 4, I can kill two birds with one stone. It feels so great to have internet access that works.

These images taken during my time back home on a brief visit home (that is what it feels like), mid tour, were secondary to spending quality time. I take my camera where ever I can (within reason).

I had arranged a short intimate break for my wife and I to Berlin, a city I had only briefly visited once and did not make the most of it last time, we wanted to see the city, spend time together and catch up for lost time.

So I did not take a camera bag full of my lenses, rather one body and a lonely 50mm. A lens that I have got to know quite well.

R+R is a strange beast, you are back home, its fantastic to see your family, but its also clear that you will soon have to take that trip back to Afghanistan sooner than you think!

You never properly relax. It’s a rest, certainly, but you are not really home yet.

Anyway I wasn’t carting all my gear around focusing on the images, but I grabbed a few on the way!

These are a small selection. I hope you like them. They are a world away from the shots from Afghanistan. Now I am back, I am starting to put that chapter behind me, however life in the military is never really predictable, so you never know, I may end up going back out there again in the future, or somewhere else. I look back at my images and feel the strangest feeling of nostalgia, you never really expect to feel while you are out there. The people you have met, the things you have seen, experiences few may have. I am proud, my family are proud. Everyone is happy that I was fortunate to come home in one unharmed.

So to conclude, spare a thought for the ones who don’t, their families who have to pick up the pieces. all I can do now is look forward to what the future holds from now.

Thanks for visiting.

Those left behind

April 1, 2012

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Back home with my family after being away for such a long time is a relief. I certainly cannot say I am not glad to be home but at the same time I am sad. You go through so much with people that start off as strangers, many will become strangers again so soon.

Those soldiers serving their country do get a lot of recognition for their sacrifice but that will never be enough. I have an understanding of the sacrifices that those left behind make. I am of course referring to the families, the husbands, wives and children.

When we are serving away, the soldier lives a basic existence much of the time, but the mentality is to just ‘crack on’. Something that works very well, although some find it easier than others.

My wife told me how she woke up in the middle of the night thinking she had heard the door bell. Sweating, feeling sick she went to the door scared about what it might be. She was petrified that she was getting the notification. As it turned out there was no-one there, but that does not matter as I have an understanding now just how tough it is on loved ones left behind. These fears are too real and a great many people do get those home visits.

I don’t know how they stay so strong, I suppose its necessity. I am sure some partners can go close too madness.

So next time you consider those servicemen serving, spare a thought also for their families who go through their own kind of personal hell.

Saving Private Ryan?

March 14, 2012

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This Steven Spielberg film “Saving Private Ryan”, is widely regarded as one of the best ‘war’ films ever made. Visually stunning and emotionally gripping it is a modern take on an event that is now sadly beyond most of our memories. One of the most memorable scenes for me is the opening, the assault on beach. The mood felt tangible. Was this what it was like? The scared to death soldiers vomiting through fear as they head towards a heavily entrenched enemy. I imagine there were plenty of instances of this.

Of course you cannot draw too many similarities between WW2 and what is in comparison almost a skirmish in Afghanistan (not to belittle the threats on the ground of our our soldiers). That said, for our guys on the ground it is immaterial as we all live our own experiences which don’t really ever draw reference from other’s experiences.

I recently went out to photograph a ‘HAF’, a Helicopter Assault Force with the Brigade Recce Force. I am not what you would call a fighter, not battle hardened, I do, however, go out on patrol with many of the guys and consider myself to have been very ‘lucky’ so far. This was the first time on this operation (I have done similar things in Iraq) that I moved into what is perceived as a hostile area by helicopter, to be dropped off in the middle of a field to then watch our transport quickly vacate.

What were the feelings like? Although only a couple of weeks have past now, those feelings are fading fast. The night before was a night without much (or any) sleep. I won’t lie, I was, you could say, a ‘tad’ apprehensive to say the least. These are normal feelings that I have felt on quite a few occasions. Adrenalin is good for you and keeps you alert.

We met up at early o’clock for tea (the staple drink) and a ‘bacon butty’, which we forced down. The operation was planned to enter an area believed to be an insurgent held area by helicopter, together with elements of the Afghan National Army, clear suspected enemy compounds and then extract all in time for lunch.

There was an atmosphere over the butties, one I have experienced before and no doubt will again. It was one of focus, bravado, morale, humour. The old ‘squaddie’ humour, though unique is very welcome. The coaches laid on to get us all to the helicopter were a squeeze as we were laden like donkeys with all we would need for the operation. The nervous laughter as each soldier tries and almost fails to find passage through the narrow aisle.

Waiting in the dark for our charriots, three Chinook helicopters with their distinct audio signature, line up ready to load. We wait in our order to cram in. On the order to move we all get in and sit. There is no strapping in here. Just sit, wherever you can, lucky if you get a seat. As a photographer I push the camera towards its limits to get an image, any image.

As we fly, the lights inside the cab are extinguished, the noise stops vocal communication and briefings come in the form of simple hand signals. 10 minutes, 5 minutes, 3, 2, 1! We land in the early morning dull light, GO! Quickly the helicopter spews its cargo into the middle of a mud field. ‘Fan out’, I know the shot I need, so move as quickly as I can to get into position before the helicopter takes off again.

Its still pretty dark, so I have to think quickly about exposure. It keeps my mind occupied. I still want to give some sense to how dull it is.

All too soon our transport has gone and all that remains is silence exacerbated by our ear defence. Then we wait………………………..in another bloody ditch!

Before long we move from compound to compound, we meet locals, chat, drink chai (Afghan tea), move again, more chat, more chai. All the time alert.

Exploring a compound looking for vantage points over the neighbours and there is always an opportunity for a photograph. Some of these places are so dark it is a constant battle with exposures. Challenging but rewarding.

After meeting up with our Afghan colleagues it soon becomes apparent that by turning up in such numbers and prepared to fight a common enemy, the insurgents have employed their only real tactic in these situations and have melted into the community. There is obvious frustration in this but there have been finds of weapons and no lives lost.

Before long its time to make our way to the pick up point and all the soldiers involved in this operation gather in their groups in the middle of a field awaiting once again our chariots.

As quickly as the disembark, we are all back in the Chinook and soon back to our temporary home, as we say in the military, back in time for tea and medals. As I look back, I don’t really think I can say I enjoyed the operation but I certainly cannot say I hated it either. I am glad I went, saw these guys operate and I am certainly glad that this time at least we all came back.

These images were all taken during the operation, some under quite difficult lighting conditions. This is what I enjoy doing so much that I feel so fortunate to be able to. I know how lucky I am to have these opportunities even though they come with a huge sacrifice to my family, I know I have their support, which means so much to me. I hope you like the images.

It’s all about the people

March 11, 2012