Notes made whilst in Sheffield: 6 August 2019. ~ warm wind, with an edge; blowing dark cloud in from the peak ~ children’s squeals from fairground rides ~ sparrows bustle in paving hemmed street trees ~ in Fargate’s swirling crowd’s chaotic flow leaves a sudden eddy of space, pigeons swoop Read more…
Late November, the dark peak.
Winter is home again on these high moors,
mewling in with chill-lash days of sleet and gale.
With fellhard testing days of hail obscured horizons and roaring, bed broaching brooks.
My friends at Accelerate running shop Have been running a video competition as part of their Shake Up. I was rather pleased, and a little unnerved, to be asked to judge the entries. Here’s the winning entry, from Sheffield based artists Callum and Mikk Murray. I’ll openly declare here, I know Read more…
Escape. A new short running film. For most of us northern Europeans the city is our natural environment. But, being runners, we can daydream over a morning espresso, maybe a piece of lemon cake too. This is one such daydream. Despite our deserved reputation for heavy industry the city is Read more…
I’m a big fan of Salomon Running’s films, made by The African Attachment. The gorgeous, impressionistic “The Forest” is really what nudged me into finally trying to make small films myself. Being professionals, they have a common introduction sequence. So I decided it might be an idea if I did Read more…
Sheffield, my home city, a hilly place(like Rome, seven of them, allegedly) a city surprisingly full of bicycles. In winter, as the nights have drawn in they dodge and weave amongst cars and buses and pedestrians alike. Or, like this they wait, casting shadow amongst the shadow, carefully tethered until Read more…
I was out making images for my Noctilucence project a few years ago. In 2011, in Sheffield, a comfortable relatively prosperous city. The first image offered itself up on the ironically named Paradise Street. It’s just a linking road really, down between anodyne office blocks in the midst of the Read more…
