So cold, freezing temperatures mean the garden is suffering, even the brussel sprouts are looking sad. But, after a surreal autumn, getting out the Hasselblad again was a treat, even with frozen fingertips.
Winter in Northumberland strips the garden back to its bare bones but it is an opportunity to get to know those bones and structure to be able to flesh it out in springtime.
As a social documentary and portrait photographer, it is also necessary to dig to the bare bones of anything I photograph. Understanding the subject matter or the sitter is fundamental to good storytelling.
The Photographers' Garden 