November 9, 2016 § Leave a comment

As part of my MA course in photography i am currently working with the Health and wellbeing course at Manchester Metropolitan university, this year we are exploring age, for early research i have conducted an interview with my grandma discussing her age, her life, and her views on the younger generation.

Brenda flattened best

Brenda is 78 year old woman from Manchester, as a child she suffered an attack of polio which left her disabled in one of her legs and therefore giving her life long mobility issues, and is now suffering from acute arthritis in her hands, recently she has been moved into a care home for the first time in her life, and is now coming to terms with her age. Here she discusses with her grandson in frank terms her opinion on age, the younger generation and her life in brief.

23:30 Monday

November 7, 2016 § Leave a comment

It’s on the edge of the cliff again, creativity, I can feel it, just there out of reach, sat in my stomach wanting to claw its way aggressively to my mouth and be heard or seen, but it doesn’t come, like solid vomit it sits heavy in the gut, I wanna scream with frustration, I wanna punch my self till it pours from me, till every blank page is soaked in it, then I’d sit and say “there it is”, but I scream and there’s sound, but it’s silent, meaningless, and I scream again, and there’s nothing, I am running from person to person I shake them from the shoulders and I scream in their faces, I want to say the things I need to say, but I speak like a mute, the words are noise, but they are silent, it’s moved up into my head, the words the sounds the images, I need to take a hammer to the box, to free the thoughts from within and let them run all over me, but I can’t, I am pathetic, I am a coward, I blame the city, I imagine swatting it with a giant hand, and pound it into dust whilst I scream and cry, there must be something to blame, and they restrain me and pin me to the ground, and I try to tell them of the images inside the sounds, the words, but I am roaring at them and they are afraid, we are all cowards.


The Male image or father son Connection

November 7, 2016 § Leave a comment

Gah, i am mega stuck at the moment, working through my research and development stage for my MA, the area of research or more the ideas themselves keep splitting into tangents and i just cannot seem to grasp the area of study with both hands as it just slips out and becomes obscure again, I am starting to just shoot and record as many images around the idea as i can hoping it will begin to form an idea, the project itself should either be a study of masculinity or a study of father son relationships, in particular my relationship with my father, but yet i dont know if i want to portray the real relationship or a fictitious relationship or whether i want it to be a more documentary style approach to masculinity in the modern day…

dsc_0019 My Fathers Gifts to me – 1st Study 


University: 1 year to MA show

October 3, 2016 § Leave a comment

So i got onto an MA photography course back at MMU where i also gained my BA, its exciting and so far i am really enjoying the course although i have really had an induction week, i have noticed already though i have been much more productive in the last few weeks than i have been in the last few years, taking on many smaller projects and working toward my final MA project which should be exhibited roughly September next year, the work will focus on the father & son relationship, the role of father figures in a Boy’s life and the long lasting effects of a damaged relationship between father & son, the work will possibly branch out further to look at the perceived image of masculinity in today’s society, but i only have a year so i will need to see how my time management pans out, i have been shooting a lot of photographs this week, and have also had the opportunity to see this years MA show at the Manchester School of Art, which i would advise people to go down and have a look at because its great🙂



Holden, Manchester, September 2016


Stalybridge, September 2016 

You Can’t be promising forever…

August 2, 2016 § Leave a comment

Its been probably over one year, since i last updated this page, over that time i have been working various terrible and low paid jobs to support myself, and it finally appears that the tedious 42 hour work has now become completely incompatible with myself, not only has working what i see as useless and unrewarding jobs put my mind into some kind of a funk, but it has also massively affected my art practice, leaving me completely drained and wasted by the end of the working week and not in a position to work how i work best, as a result of this i have now decided to pursue an MA in fine art, and finally move away from the rat race, there’s no doubt that this will be a challenge and possibly very testing time in my life, but to continue a lifestyle that is making me miserable and dragging me away from i love to do, Art, is no way to live, over the last year or two i have felt that my brain has been asleep, completely numbed and driven into the ground, by Tesco meal deals, timescales, 220 phone calls a day averages and battery hen style environments.

Sleeping in the park


February 12, 2015 § Leave a comment

Tameside is a metropolitan borough of Manchester, set alongside the river Tame, from which it takes it’s name. The borough incorporates 8 towns, with a current population of 219,324 at last census, the history of Tameside can be dated back to the Stone Age, still Holding over 300 listed historical buildings, and an interesting and proud history surrounding the industrial revolution, some cite the area as the creation of the industrial revolution. In 2013 Tameside was reported to be the hardest hit area for unemployment in the North West of England.
The term “Shameside” comes from the current inhabitants of the area, a kind of endearing nickname for an area which is now showing high levels of poverty, violence and a strong reliance on benefits, a town with its roots buried in a tradition of hard work, and industry now lies barren and struggling to progress.
The reclaimed project has taken another direction attempting to now focus it’s subject matter towards to the Tameside area of the UK and it’s inhabitants. I am currently looking for residents of Tameside to photograph and to include in the series, if you or anyone you know would like to be involved, please contact me at
Thanks again!

Sympathy towards the inanimate

February 4, 2015 § Leave a comment

Even as a child I always had a strong feeling of sympathy for the inanimate, I can possibly attribute this to my only child status and my somewhat isolated and lonely childhood. Even as a child I have vague memories of picking up toys that other children had discarded in the street, not for the want of ownership or to play with them, but for the items own emotional salvation, the object would lie there looking forlorn to me, and the feeling of sympathy for the object would be overwhelming , so much so that I would over the years, establish quite an impressive collection of these “rescued” toys.
Thorough research Into this self explained “sympathy towards the inanimate” returned information on a phenomenon know as kinaesthetic sympathy, a brief official definition of which is listed as “the state of having an emotional attachment to an object when it is in hand which one did not have when it was out of sight.” Kinaesthetic sympathy has been linked with the actions taken by people with hoarding disorder and also sufferers of OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) and or ADD (attention deficit disorder). although I have never been officially diagnosed with OCD or ADD, my kinaesthetic sympathy did lead to issues of hoarding when I was in my early teens, regularly filling my bedroom with collected items to the point where it was virtually inaccessible, thankfully this did calm down towards my mid teens and the feelings of kinaesthetic sympathy did dissipate somewhat.
what started out as a photo series attempting to capture images reflecting the world after humans, has developed into something much deeper and personal. Spending time alone shooing the “reclaimed” series has began to re – open the feelings of attachment that I feel towards inanimate objects. The images depicting the lonely and used up objects, capture a deeper part of human nature, one that I have always found shocking and somewhat upsetting, the complete disregard and contempt that we show to those or that which no longer shows any possible benefit for ourselves as individuals, and through this I feel that those who connect through kinaesthetic sympathy, show a stronger connection and understanding to the world around them, a bit more sympathy that perhaps the world as a whole could benefit from.
The “reclaimed” series is ongoing, however, I have decided to shift direction of the series and will target it towards a more deeper study of kinaesthetic sympathy, I will keep regular updates on the piece.
Thank you!!!🙂