I am drawn to photograph ephemeral moments which cross my path. From a young age I have been obsessed with death; it is fascinatingly beautiful yet I am scared of it.
I use photography as a way of exploring death and nature’s lifecycles. Susan Sontag once said “All photographs are memento mori. To take a photograph is to participate in another person’s (or thing’s) mortality, vulnerability, mutability. Precisely by slicing out this moment and freezing it, all photographs testify to time’s relentless melt.”
All of my photographs are a moment of death. Growing up on a farm is like being part of a registration office – witnessing daily births, marriages of nature and, ultimately, mortality, all against the changing backdrop of seasons.
These works are all captured from my home, a farm in a tiny hamlet in Staffordshire. Some of these images are taken from my book ‘Peacocks Cry’ which was published by Out of Place Books at the start of 2020, and some are more recent, taken during the pandemic as I aimlessly wander the farm, wondering when this will all end.
I am a British photographer and educator, living in rural Staffordshire.