A late-October wander around the woods. I put away the tripod, fitted a 50mm prime and just had some good old-fashioned fun. I’ve realised how much I subconsciously constrain myself the rest of the time.
Coniston is a place that’s very personal to me. It’s minutes from my front door, and it’s where most of my images are made. And at the end of the day, when all the tourists have gone and I’m left watching the last colours seep … Read More