Woman with a phone crossing the dim forecourt of Osaka Station beneath the illuminated clock
Journal

Between the weddings

A personal photo diary and travel journal on film: small observations, everyday scenes, and pieces of ordinary life picked up along the way. Weddings take me to beautiful places, and I often stay on a few days to look around properly.

Japan

Mainland, on film

Mornings in temple gardens, trains threading the country, film grain in late-summer light. A handful of rolls from a few weeks spent walking and looking.

Commuters passing through the ticket gates at Nakano Station, Tokyo
Terraced fields on a green hillside, a farmer in a straw hat at his small truck on the lane below
Steel roof structure spanning the atrium of Osaka Station, daylight falling through the skylights
Quiet residential side street with winding double white lines and a 20 km/h marking on the asphalt
Young man on a bicycle rounding a guardrail curve on a country road
Stepped concrete high-rise with plants overflowing from every terrace
Woman with a phone crossing the dim forecourt of Osaka Station beneath the illuminated clock
Woman looking at her phone on an elevated platform, standing on painted queue footprints
Two friends with paper shopping bags and a bicycle at a guardrail, looking out over the sea
Night rain pouring on the square at Shinjuku Station's east exit, electronics signs glowing through the mist
Traveller with a rolling suitcase looking up while crossing a busy square in Shibuya

Okinawa

South to the islands

Warmer air, the sea never far off. A shorter set from Okinawa: quieter streets, light off the water, and the easy pace of the southern islands.

Open sea under a line of cumulus clouds on the horizon
Vine with round leaves climbing a tree trunk in dense subtropical forest
Dog leaning out of the window of a small truck on a mountain road
Empty coastal road curving uphill past windswept pines, a 30 km/h sign at the bend
Deserted beach with young pandanus plants in the sand, waves breaking around dark rocks
Footprints crossing pale sand between bleached coral fragments
Family of three searching the shoreline at dusk, two rocky islets across the still water

Prague

The edge of the city

Prague in December, not the Prague of the postcards. Twenty minutes from the centre the streets give way to stubble fields, pine woods and paths under a little snow. Nobody marries in a week like this, and it has a quiet of its own.

A lone walker on a snow-covered path across stubble fields, apartment blocks on the horizon
A copse of pines standing alone in open fields, footpaths curving away on both sides
A footpath climbing across an open field in falling snow, a figure far ahead
A pine trunk in the foreground and a path curving off towards housing blocks in the haze
A fallen log beside a path through a stand of tall pines
A stony path leading across a field towards a stand of pines

This is the same way of looking I bring to a wedding, only there the day happens just once.

Wedding stories, from Berlin to Okinawa