Johnny English on Fstoppers

Solvent

As a child I would look at the horizon and picture massive creatures yawning over us, spacecraft descending. I would imagine finding ancient glyphs that yielded untold power. My bike would become a hovering racer, outrunning goons of a cybernetic overlord. When as an adult I discovered photography and photoshop I began to see the potential of bringing these worlds inside me into reality and a spark grew into a raging fire.

These vistas of my youth coupled with a trauma that had occured at the same time began to twist and become darker. The outlet is more than soothing; it can be one of the only moments I feel at home, at peace.

It has become all encompassing, and I love it.

Recently, I stood on the crest of a beach and realised that I’d come to terms with it. That right there, watching the feeling nest inside me was all at once horrible and beautiful. A yawning chasm, yet blunt.

My enduring goal is to set out and capture these feelings through my photographic art.

Gear Bag

Nikon D800