There is a distinct vulnerability to shooting vintage film, especially when you’re standing on a windswept hillside in the Highlands with the cloud cover changing every thirty seconds. You set up your shot, you look through the viewfinder, and then comes the great calculation: Is this 1/128th of a second? Am I pulling enough detail out of those moody Scottish shadows?
Field notes and observations of a freelance creative photographer based in Scotland.
Showing posts with label analogue photography. Show all posts
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Thursday, 11 June 2026
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Up Close and Unfiltered: Giving Ozzie Pop a macro eye......
There is something deeply satisfying about paring things back. While the rest of the digital world is busy chasing real-time algorithms, pus...
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If you’ve followed my posts for a while, you’ll know I’ve been on a bit of a journey lately. Not only did I successfully ditch the Adobe sub...