Wine and Cheese

A look back at some early photography, with some travel writing attached. This first spread was from a trip to North Wales with my partner while she was pregnant. We hopped in the camper and headed off- me with my dad’s old Praktica camera and a single roll of film. No expectations from the photography, I was quite happy snapping away.

Lately, I’ve been journaling more consistently. Writing and photography go together like cheese and wine, or bread and butter. They of course exist on their own but the sum is so much great that their parts it’s starting to feel inconceivable that I haven’t always been making detailed notes.

It transforms some holiday pictures into real memories. Memories others can enjoy, whether they are your decendents in the future, friends and family, or strangers on the internet. Pictures may paint a 1000 words, but whose words? What happened everywhere outside those little frame lines? Before and after the shutter fired?

I’m trying to answer those questions, to carry you along with the experience, and add depth to two dimensions.

Page 2 and 3 of Gogledd, a printed zine I made for our own records