Notes from the road
Journal
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Ten days on the island road
São Miguel has one road that matters, and it goes all the way round. I drove it slowly for ten days, stopping wherever the light or a conversation…
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A winter with the fishermen of the Tagus
For four months I spent my early mornings on the river with a handful of men who still fish the Tagus the old way: small wooden boats, hand-pulled…
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Lisbon at seven in the morning
Before the trams fill up and the tour groups arrive, Lisbon belongs to the people who live in it. Bakers, street sweepers, old men buying the newspaper at…
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On photographing strangers
People often ask how I approach strangers. The honest answer: slowly, and usually without the camera in my hand. I introduce myself, explain what I am working on…
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Why I still carry a film camera
On every assignment there is an old twin-lens reflex in my bag next to the digital cameras. It shoots twelve frames per roll, and that is exactly why…
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What’s in my bag for a three-week assignment
The short version: less than you think. Two camera bodies, two prime lenses, the film camera, a small flash I rarely use, and a notebook that matters more…
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Notes from the spring workshop
Twelve photographers, four days, one neighbourhood. The spring workshop ended last Sunday with a small exhibition in a borrowed shop window, and I am still thinking about the…
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Sequencing a photobook on the kitchen floor
Every book I have made started the same way: small prints, a lot of floor space and a week of moving pictures around until they start talking to…
