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21 Dec 2015
angel meadow at dawn

ANGEL MEADOW 7.37AM

ANGEL MEADOW 7.37AM It wasn’t the Shortest Day after all. Never assume. I’d always thought that it fell on a fixed date, like Christmas, and didn’t think to check this basic fact. However, as I stood in Angel Meadow, I still believed that it was the Shortest Day. The unfinished moon lingering in the crisp, clear sky should have caused me to pause and wonder, but I’d decided that it was the Winter Solstice, and so therefore it was. Angel […]

15 Dec 2015
Sadlers yard Noma Manchester

SADLER’S YARD, NOMA 7.20AM

SADLER’S YARD 7.20AM When my kids were little I used to love building them sandcastles. Hours would be spent constructing walls, towers and moats. I even used to dig channels to aid the sea in its inevitable destruction of something I’d been proud to have built. And then tomorrow, the beach would again be the same, but changed, as new fathers elbowed their children out of the way during their quest to achieve as much as they could before the […]

26 Jul 2015

A PATCH OF GREEN, SWAN STREET 4.29AM

A PATCH OF GREEN, SWAN STREET 4.29AM I wasn’t intending to get up on this morning, but I was awoken by a panic dream, in which I was photographing in Manchester, but it was unrecognisable, and the dawn was taking away the darkness too quickly for me. So, unable to rest my mind, I left my bed and made my way down towards Victoria station. Along Swan Street two male friends were crossing towards the car park beneath the glowing […]

27 Feb 2015

RIVER IRK, EDGE OF THE GREEN QUARTER, MANCHESTER. 7.04AM

RIVER IRK, EDGE OF THE GREEN QUARTER, MANCHESTER. 7.04AM The previous evening my flatmate and I had walked his dog through the Green Quarter of Manchester. It’s a collection of new apartment blocks that has grown over the last few years between Cheetham Hill Road and the River Irk. We watched a Jewish couple having wedding pictures taken in the darkened light, her in full white dress, whilst shielding my friend’s terrier from seeing another smaller dog that was approaching. […]

12 Feb 2015

THE ANGEL, MANCHESTER 6.55am

I only have around 35 minutes to work in each morning, before the light lifts and the street lights go off. People who are on their way to work in this transient half light have tense faces. They resist eye contact, shoulders are hunched, there are no smiles. There’s a sense of isolation. Great Ancoats Street and Swan Street sometimes feel to me as if they are a tarmac moat, between the city centre and the network of untidy streets […]