11/10/2026
I’ve been thinking about why I first started taking photographs.
I don’t think I realised it at the time, but looking back, I think a lot of it came from a slight fear of forgetting. People, places, little everyday moments. Things that didn’t necessarily feel important at the time, but that I’m now so glad I have photographs of.
I’ve often said to people that a photograph is just a moment in time. You might not particularly like a picture of yourself now, but in ten years you might look back and think how lovely your hair was, or wonder why you were ever so critical of yourself.
And it’s the same with the places we live, the people around us and all those ordinary things we barely notice. Everything is changing all the time, often so gradually we don’t even realise.
I think that’s one of the things I love most about photography. It gives us a way of remembering the things we might otherwise forget.
So tomorrow at Remembering to Notice, we’ll be thinking about memory. What it means to us, the things we’d like to remember and how photography can help us notice and record a little bit of our everyday lives.
Monday, 11am–1pm at Oyez Arts, Altrincham. Everyone welcome, with a camera or phone. ❤️
Ps. I used A I to check my spellings. That’s it. The pictures are real. 💚
