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The Lie of the Land

Since, before moving there, I knew little about Wales, beyond certain clichés of which I was…
Assorted Pollutions and Evasions

My new environment, the town of Aberdare and the Cynon Valley, was very different to anything…
Nuclear Sublime

After university, I worked as a volunteer in a children’s home and special school in South…
Second-Hand Memories

At a time when I was running a high fever for weeks, the heat of the…
Boxes, Mental and Pictorial

When I first read about the kinship between photography and melancholia, it struck a chord. I…
The Graveyard of Industry

This photograph was taken in St Sepulchre’s Cemetery in the Jericho area of Oxford during my…
A Catalogue of (Analogue) Errors

Looking through these old slides, what leaps out is the frequency and variety of failures. Sometimes—although…
The Beginning of Spring

My father rescued this damaged statue from his mother’s garden, where it had been placed under…