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A Fan Letter to Monochromia

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I want to talk about a blog I really like. It posts beautiful black and white photographs, one at a time, with barely a word of explanation. The photos come from all over the world — a rainy Chicago waterfront, a Nubian village on the banks of the Nile, a Roman basilica glowing with chandeliers, the streets of Washington D.C. — but they share a certain quality. They don’t try to explain themselves. They just sit there and let you look.

The blog is called Monochromia, and I have the privilege of being one of its guest contributors. I want to make that clear upfront: this is not my project. But it’s one I admire enough to write a fan letter about.

What Monochromia is

Monochromia is a collective photography blog. A community of photographers from around the world each post one image at a time — black and white, minimal words, maximum image. There’s no theme beyond the monochrome constraint. The result is something genuinely surprising: a feed that moves from a marble sculpture in a Smithsonian museum to a woman in a doorway on the Nile without a moment’s awkwardness. The common language is light and shadow, and it turns out that’s enough.

Nubian woman in a doorway, Upper Egypt, Nikon Zf
Silent Observations — a Nubian village on the Nile, Upper Egypt. Nikon Zf, 200mm. By Marcus Puschmann / Streets of Nuremberg. On Monochromia.

The photographers

What strikes me most is the range of voices. Marcus Puschmann, who blogs at Streets of Nuremberg, shoots documentary street photography on a Nikon Zf, with a sensitivity to available light that makes his portraits feel utterly unposed. The Northern Visions Media photographer shoots everywhere from Chicago waterfronts to wherever the day takes him, and thinks nothing of swapping his Canon 5D for an iPhone when the rain makes the decision for him — a reminder that the eye matters more than the tool. Then there are contributors who bring an entirely different sensibility: one recent post featured a marble sculpture of Lady Macbeth at the Smithsonian, shot on a Nikon Z8, with a caption that read like a short essay. Another showed the interior of a Roman basilica lit up for a wedding, processed as HDR, every column and chandelier rendered in luminous grey. And Charly Senall at charlysenall.wordpress.com brings a quieter, more contemplative eye — seascapes and landscapes where the absence of colour is the whole point.

Chicago waterfront on a rainy day, iPhone 16 Pro
Tethered — Chicago waterfront on a rainy day. iPhone 16 Pro. By Northern Visions Media. On Monochromia.

What the constraint does

Every photographer on Monochromia has made the same fundamental decision: to remove colour from the conversation. That sounds simple, but it changes everything. Colour is generous with information — it tells you the time of day, the season, roughly where in the world you are, whether the light is artificial or natural. Strip it away and what’s left is shape, tone, texture, and the relationship between them. The viewer has to do more work. They have to actually look.

The minimal-text policy does the same thing from a different angle. Most photography online arrives inside a story — a caption, a backstory, a geotag, a mood. Monochromia offers almost none of that. Just the image and maybe a line or two. Which means the photograph either stands on its own or it doesn’t. That’s a much harder test than most of us put our own work through.

Lady Macbeth marble sculpture, Smithsonian American Art Museum
Out, Damnet Spot — Lady Macbeth by Elisabet Ney, 1905. Smithsonian American Art Museum, Washington D.C. Nikon Z8, 135mm. On Monochromia.

My small corner of it

I contribute the occasional image from France — film photographs mostly, from the Nikon FE or the Pentax ME Super, sometimes digital work from the Canon 6D Mark II. My most recent post was shot inside Nantes Cathedral, one of the first times I’d been back inside since the 2019 fire. It’s a small contribution to a large and genuinely international conversation, and I’m glad to be part of it.

What Monochromia has done for me personally is make me more honest about my own work. Here on IJM Photography, a good story can carry a weaker image. On Monochromia, there is no story — just the photograph. If it holds, it holds. If it doesn’t, that’s useful information too.

Nantes Cathedral interior, Nikon FE, Ilford HP5+
Nantes Cathedral — Nikon FE, Ilford HP5+. One of my first shots inside since the 2019 fire. On Monochromia.

Go and have a look

If you enjoy black and white photography — whether you shoot it yourself or just appreciate it — Monochromia is worth bookmarking. It posts multiple times a week, the standard is consistently high, and the range of subjects and styles means there’s always something unexpected. It’s a good reminder that monochrome isn’t a retro affectation or a post-processing shortcut. It’s a distinct way of seeing the world, and there are a lot of people around the world who see it that way.

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Nantes, the green line

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Seven years ago today, Killian and I followed a painted green line through Nantes for twelve kilometres. In thirty-six-degree heat. With a Canon 6D Mark II and no particular plan other than cheesecake at Sugar Blue Café, which was, if I’m honest, probably the whole plan.

The line belongs to Le Voyage à Nantes, the city’s annual art festival. They paint it on the ground so you don’t get lost. You follow it. You stop when something interests you. We stopped for cheesecake, obviously, and then for a lengthy digression into the history of General Cambronne: a man who, when asked to surrender to the British at Waterloo, may or may not have replied with one very short word that has since been immortalised as le mot de Cambronne. Right back on track now.

The photographs are from the archives: the 16-35mm, the summer light, and a city that always has something worth slowing down for.

Nantes, the Green Line!

Montjean-sur-Loire — The Wrong Road, the Right Place

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Gear: Canon EOS 6D Mark II | 16–35mm | 24–70mm | 70–300mm | CPL filter

A Saturday afternoon in June. Montjean-sur-Loire. I was aiming for the suspension bridge in Ancenis. I missed it, found myself heading towards Angers, spotted a sign for the Loire Valley, and followed it on a whim. The Canon 6D Mark II was on the seat beside me. Sometimes that’s all you need.

I had an idea, to get in my car and drive and do some photography. It was an attempt to escape my family. I love them dearly, but sometimes you need a break. So I broke out and got in the car with my camera. Did I have any idea on where I was going? Absolutely not! As I passed the junctions I crossed out the ideas in my head; First Clisson, then Nantes, oh bugger this was going to be long. I remember seeing a photo of the suspension bridge in Ancenis and thought that could do me nicely. It would have done but I didn’t see it and then I found myself on the road to Angers. I could do that… Little did I know that I wouldn’t get there… Ah well. It wouldn’t be the first time. I saw a sign saying the road that follows the Loire Valley. I thought I’d give it a go. I ended up in a place called Montjean sur Loire. You’re not going to believe this, but the huge river I could see was wider even than the Humber, or so it seemed. I had once seen the Loire before as a boy and later as a grown man, but never like this. As a boy it had been a place we drove along whilst going to the Vendée in 1980. As a man I had been next to the Loire and saw it as this massive river meandering along before it got to Nantes, and then went towards St Nazaire. I had read about Huckleberry Finn and his journey along the river. That’s the feeling I had when I parked up on the quayside, minus Mark Twain. There were massive sand banks and islands on the river. The water was so clear, and I saw a fish jumping. I also saw the fry swimming under the boats. I got out of the car and started looking for compositions. After exploring the quayside I decided it was time for a beer. It’s beer o’clock somewhere in the world. I had a 0% beer. What a wonderful idea. There was a poster for a brass band concert for the 4th and 5th of July and it would be performed by the band that Hervé tried to get me interested in… A reason to go back? I found a typical street photography shot. Using the bars of the terrasse to frame my subject.

I looked at the bridge and tried to find a half decent composition. So I did the usual thing. Going around the sides of the bridge, looking towards where I had come from when arriving in town. “Always look behind you.” I wanted the geometry of the bridge and played with the shapes it provided. I wasn’t going to get the dramatic shadows. By the time I got back to the car, I was ready to go home. Back in the car, music on and through the Mauges towards Cholet then, back into Vendée. It was a long afternoon but a good one.

Two traditional Loire flat-bottomed boats moored on sandy bank, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Two Loire flat-bottomed boats on river with suspension bridge behind, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Loire traditional flat-bottomed boat close-up at water's edge with bridge behind, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II
Looking down into traditional Loire flat-bottomed boat interior, wooden planks and rope, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II
Traditional Loire boat in foreground with dramatic cloud sky and river beyond, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Two traditional Loire boats on river with Montjean suspension bridge background, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Traditional Loire sailing boat Belle Anguille moored alone on still river, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Montjean-sur-Loire suspension bridge reflected in still Loire river water, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Hand-painted nameplate reading Belle Anguille on wooden Loire boat hull, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Wide Loire river panorama at low water with boats and sandy beach, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Three metal flying tern sculptures on poles against sky with Loire river and boat behind, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II
White hollyhock flower in foreground with suspension bridge and Loire river blurred behind, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Looking along Montjean-sur-Loire suspension bridge roadway toward second pylon, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Montjean-sur-Loire suspension bridge from quay with underwater mural on wall and Loire beyond, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Underwater scene mural on quay wall beneath Montjean suspension bridge with cobblestones foreground, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
British red telephone box converted to book exchange, man looking at Loire and bridge beyond, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II
Montjean-sur-Loire suspension bridge over Loire river with dramatic cloud sky, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm CPL filter
Festival de Brass Band concert poster for 4th and 5th July 2026, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm
Man at café terrasse framed through metal bars with bridge visible behind, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm
House martin mud nests under building cornice eaves, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Rusted curved iron bracket on stone quay wall against pale sky, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Bière pression Jupiler sign in café window with photographer reflection, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm
Weathered carved stone fish sculpture on quayside with Loire river behind, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Iron mooring ring set in granite quayside stone with shadow, Montjean-sur-Loire, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm

Clisson — A Guilty Pleasure

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Gear: Canon EOS 6D Mark II | 16–35mm | 24–70mm | 70–300mm | CPL filter

A warm Wednesday in May. Clisson. Back in April I was here with the EOS 500 and wrote that I was missing the Canon 6D Mark II. Well.

I’ve been here before, of course. You don’t live in this part of France and not find yourself back in Clisson every so often. The medieval castle, the weirs, the old bridge with its stone cross, the Italian terraces creeping up the hillside. It has a slightly unreal quality, like someone has taken a corner of Tuscany and dropped it quietly into the Loire-Atlantique. The Sèvre Nantaise was running high and brown today — all that recent rain — which made the weirs more dramatic than usual, churning white water over the stone steps.

I came down through the town from the castle side. The bunting was up across the streets near the main square, yellow and red triangles strung between the buildings, flapping gently. A woman on a bicycle was navigating the cobblestones with considerable confidence. Two men were eating lunch outside on a terrace — “Bon appétit, messieurs” — and they looked up and smiled. These small things matter. The panama hat was on. I was in no hurry.

The juice bar near the bridge foot, Juste un Jus, had the castle tower rising directly behind it like a film set. I stood there for a moment with the 24–70mm and took the shot. Sometimes Clisson just hands you a composition.

Crossing the Pont Saint-Antoine, I stopped at the stone cross near the midpoint. It’s a modest thing really, weathered and lichen-covered, but the view it frames looking back toward the château is extraordinary. The cobblestones, the parapet, the ruined towers against the sky. I took several frames here and kept coming back to it. One of those spots where you don’t quite want to leave.

Below the bridge on the town side, a woman was standing at the water’s edge looking up at the arches. She wasn’t posing. She was just there, in her own thoughts, which made the photograph. Further along the bank, white calla lilies were growing wild in a tangle of green at the river’s edge, the old stone arch just visible beyond them. The 70–300mm earns its weight on a day like this.

The path along the Sèvre heading away from town is lush in May. The linden trees were in blossom, hanging overhead in the dappled shade. Yellow wildflowers were growing right down to the waterline, their stems reflected in the brown moving water. I don’t know the name of every plant I photograph. Sometimes it doesn’t matter.

On the way back through the streets I noticed a small yellow letterbox set into the wall. “POSTES — CLISSON.” It seemed like a reasonable way to end the afternoon.

On était bien là. Prints from Clisson are available in the IJM Photography shop.

Article notes

On the Canon 6D Mark II in 2026: Yes, it was released in 2017. Yes, Canon has long since moved on to the EOS R series. No, I don’t particularly care.

I came to Clisson knowing this outing would feel different. I wanted to test that honestly: same town, same kind of light, a familiar subject, but a different tool. And it does get the job done. It gets the job done very well. But did I feel like I was cheating? In some respects, yes.

The 6D Mark II is in many ways point and shoot. The autofocus makes decisions quickly and accurately. The image stabilisation in the lenses gives you frames you would simply never achieve on film — handheld shots at slower shutter speeds that come out clean, details in low-contrast shade that hold together. You don’t have to count frames or worry about whether a scene is worth the cost of the shot. You can try things freely. And yet I was shooting mindfully, the same way I would with film. Pausing. Looking. Deciding before pressing the shutter rather than after. The camera was doing more of the mechanical work, but the intention was the same.

Which is where the imposter syndrome creeps in.

Do I deserve the results? The images are good because the light was good and the composition was considered and the 6D Mark II’s full-frame sensor handled everything it was asked to handle. But some small part of me wonders how much of that I can genuinely claim. With the EOS 500 you earn each frame by committing to it. You have thirty-six shots. No preview. No second chance. The discipline is built in. With digital, the discipline has to come from you, and it is easier to let it slip without noticing.

The 16–35mm was a deliberate experiment. I knew it would show me Clisson differently. Getting low near the castle, letting the wide end exaggerate the height of the towers, using the diagonal of the outer wall as a lead-in. That is something the EOS 500 and a fixed 24mm simply cannot do. I shot on aperture priority for most of the day, which kept me thinking about depth of field rather than handing everything over to the camera. It felt like the right balance: let the 6D Mark II handle the exposure arithmetic, but keep the creative decisions in hand. For the 70–300mm I switched to shutter priority. At that focal length you need to know the shutter speed is fast enough to keep things sharp, particularly with the river moving, people on the bridge, wildflowers shifting in any breeze. The compression and selective focus that lens gives you — the yellow wildflowers sharp against the blurred water behind them — only works if the shutter is doing its job. These are results I would never get on film. The workhorse earns its place.

The CPL filter helped throughout. It deepened that May sky, cut the glare off the weir, brought the riverbank green back from what the flat midday sun was trying to do to it. One of those practical things you stop noticing until you see what the images look like without one.

The colours are perhaps the starkest difference from film — and I should say, the most obvious one, given that the AGFA APX 100 I use in the EOS 500 is a black and white negative film. There is no colour to compare. The 6D Mark II gives you the full scene: the terracotta of the buildings, the vivid green of the May riverbank, the blue the CPL filter pulls out of the sky above the castle towers. AGFA APX 100 gives you grain, tone, contrast, texture. A different kind of truth about the same place. Neither is more correct. That is exactly why it is worth doing both.

Then there is the edit. The 16 images I kept were processed with minimal adjustment and a single Portra preset — a film emulation based on Kodak Portra colour negative film. Warm lifted shadows, a slight vignette, teal-shifted blues. The result is that these digital files, shot on a nine-year-old DSLR to see what digital could do that film cannot, have been processed to look as much like film as possible. I did not plan that irony. But there it is.

One concrete number from the day: 123 frames, 16 strong images. A 13% hit rate. On a roll of 36 with the EOS 500 I would expect to come back with 4 or 5 solid keepers — roughly the same proportion. The digital camera gave me more attempts, more flexibility, no cost per frame. The ratio stayed almost identical. That is either reassuring or unsettling depending on your mood. It suggests the extra frames didn’t make me careless. It also suggests that 36 frames of discipline might have found those 16 anyway.

But yes. Guilty pleasure. I know it is just a tool, and a good one. I know the results come from the eye as much as the camera. I know all the rational arguments. And I will keep making them to myself, probably for longer than I should, every time I reach for it instead of the film bag.

Previous Clisson outings: 7th April 2026 with the EOS 500 and 25th January 2026 with the Nikon FE.

Château de Clisson towers seen from below against deep blue May sky, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm CPL filter
Château de Clisson keep from the rocky base
Pont Saint-Antoine bridge and weir on the Sèvre Nantaise, Clisson town buildings beyond, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Pont Saint-Antoine Clisson from the stone riverbank, weir foreground and church tower beyond, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm Caption: Clisson from the bank
Two people sitting on stone bridge parapet in Clisson, backs to camera, green May trees beyond, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
View along the Sèvre Nantaise from Pont Saint-Antoine, Clisson church tower and riverside houses in lush May green, Canon 6D Mark II
Stone cross on Pont Saint-Antoine with Château de Clisson in background, cobblestone bridge leading to medieval towers, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Juste un Jus juice bar in Clisson with medieval castle tower rising behind it, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm
Clisson street with yellow and red bunting, cyclist on cobblestones, terracotta building and mural, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Yellow POSTES letterbox set into dark green wall stamped CLISSON, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm Loire-Atlantique
White calla lilies growing wild at edge of Sèvre Nantaise, ivy-covered stone arch beyond, Clisson, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Linden tree blossom hanging over riverside path along the Sèvre Nantaise in May, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm Clisson
Yellow wildflowers sharp against blurred brown Sèvre Nantaise river, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm shutter priority, Clisson
Handwritten French rainbow quote on linen curtain in Clisson shop window, green shutters, Canon 6D Mark II 16-35mm
Old stone bridge arch covered in ivy and moss in soft May light, Sèvre Nantaise Clisson, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Stone bridge arch reflected in high brown Sèvre Nantaise water, lush green summer trees, Clisson, Canon 6D Mark II 70-300mm
Close-up of fern frond covered in orange spore clusters along Sèvre Nantaise riverside path, Clisson, Canon 6D Mark II 24-70mm Macro mode

The Pyrenees Mountains – and the Pont d’Espagne which isn’t in Spain

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If the Vendée is Jane Birkin — elegant, understated — then the Pyrenees are full-on Marilyn. Proper mountains. Vast. Unapologetic. Even in May, some peaks were still capped in snow.

I was in Lourdes hoping to strengthen my faith. I think Killian needed that too — but more than anything, he needed his mountains. Now, finally, I get it. Up there, I saw him more clearly: less the boy I once knew, more the man he’s becoming.

Like most of us, he has his issues — but he’s working through them. And sometimes, he even lets me help. Those are the moments I think I might just be getting somewhere as a father.

He’d decided we were heading to see his beloved mountains. The place? The Pont d’Espagne — yes, in France, despite the name. I may have mentioned that. Maybe.

We left the impressive foothills of Lourdes behind and climbed into the real mountains. Snowy peaks against blue sky and drifting clouds. Windows down, music low, we drove toward the famous pont.

Killian and I travel at a relaxed pace. If the view’s good, we’ll pull over. Get the camera out. Take a few shots. See what happens.

Sometimes it works. Sometimes it’s a fiasco. But more often than not, we come away with something.

Oh no! Catastrophe! A village where you can park, and go and get an ice cream. Ah well. We took one for the team, and the lady behind the counter told us that the previous week they had snow and were shut, yet this week everything looked just like a day in May should look like. Ice cream seems to have this way of just hitting “that” spot. It’s not the tidiest of foods to eat, but it’s one I’ve developed a great fondness for it over the years.

I was already learning how to approach the infamous concept of the hairpin bend. As you know, a full head of hair hasn’t been my issue for years — let alone hairpins. But the name fits. The main thing is to drive slowly, carefully, and not die… Given I’m writing this now, reports of my untimely demise were, as they say, greatly exaggerated.

We arrived at the Parc National des Pyrénées. You go through a barrier that didn’t seem to be working — one that had given up on life and was just standing to attention, waiting for whatever ‘it’ might be. So, being the thoroughly decent chaps and all-round good eggs that we are, we tried to find a ticket. We couldn’t, but since we had tried, we said something that rhymes with bucket, and started walking to see, at long last, the bloody bridge. It had better be worth it.

I had the X100F with me and Killian was carrying my DSLR and kit. What a good lad he is. He later said that if I wasn’t lugging it around, we might’ve gone just that little bit further. So back to the pont…

Before we even saw the bridge, we heard it: the sound of the water was tremendous. Water is a primeval force, and this was huge. I wanted the “money” shot, and decided to try with the X100F, giving it a sporting chance. The Canon 6D Mark II, with its stabilised lens, would come out on top. Handheld at 1/6th of a second? Not ideal — but fun to try. You get the feeling of movement in your shot, and with the magic of ND filters, you’re not overexposed.

The site itself is just astounding — not just because of the view or the sound, but because of the raw power of the place. Killian led me grumbling up the hill and we sat down to have our picnic. We fed the ants a bit of our pâté en croûte and watched them discover it, then devour it completely. And devour it they did.

He led me past the téléphérique — closed, of course — and followed the river until we reached a wide, flat-bottomed valley with water snaking through it. We saw traces of horses and wild boars, which are a lot less boring than you might think. I noticed the clouds coming round the mountains as they go, but not singing. I don’t know a huge amount about mountains, but that’s usually a cue to get back to the car…

The walk back to the car was just about being father and son — taking the mickey out of each other as we went. It seemed to be the way we operated, and I wouldn’t change it for the world.

Where I’ve Been: Life, Photos & Bursting Tyres

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Good morning, dear reader.

Hello lovely people. I know it’s been a couple of weeks since I shared any photography—nothing for your perusal, your viewing pleasure, your delectation—but fear not: I’m still alive and almost kicking.

Life has been happening, as it tends to do. But I have been busy behind the lens, and I’ve got photos from left, right, and even centre. Lourdes. The mountains. The wild coast of Brittany. There was even a family photoshoot for my mother-in-law and two of her daughters. All with stories attached, of course. I just need the time to edit the images and write them up properly for you.

Recent Life & Travel Updates

So what’s new in my world?

Well, my son has moved into his own place with a mate—which is both a proud and surreal moment for a parent. As for me, I managed to burst two tyres on my car by accidentally driving up onto a particularly cruel bit of pavement. I was properly disgusted with myself.

Thankfully, the garage reassured me that I wasn’t a rubbish driver—that stretch of pavement had claimed more than a few victims. Apparently, I’m just one in a long line.

I’m now looking into getting a different car for my upcoming summer trip to the UK. That, and I’ve been eyeing drones—yes, partially because a mate has one, but also because the cinematic potential is just too good to ignore.

Dipping Into Video & Drone Photography

Lately, I’ve been making short training films for work, which has nudged me into exploring video for myself. It’s been a learning curve, but I’m enjoying it. Drone footage, in particular, would give my personal video projects that sweeping, cinematic feel everyone seems to be chasing right now.

It’s exciting to try new creative tools—it stretches the eye and challenges how I think about framing, movement, and story.

Favourite Photography Gear Right Now

If you’re curious about the gear I’ve been reaching for lately, here’s what’s been in my rotation:

  • Fuji X100F with the 23mm f/2.0 (35mm equivalent) – perfect for mindful black and white street work.
  • Canon 6D Mark II with the 16–35mm f/4.0 – excellent for dramatic landscapes and travel shots.
  • Fuji XT-2 with the 18–55mm f/2.8–4.0 – a solid choice for work-related video filming.

And yes—I’m still working in both black and white and colour. I love both approaches, but when I shoot black and white, I try to do so deliberately, not just as an afterthought in post. The choice of tone affects everything—the light I look for, the lens I pick, even the timing of the shutter.

What’s Next: Photo Editing, Writing & More

Music is winding down for the season after some fantastic concerts. Meanwhile, the world rolls on—there’s a new Pope I quite like, and it seems Donald and Elon are in a bit of a spat again (but let’s not get into that).

As for me, I’m getting back to editing, writing, and creating. Thank you for bearing with the silence—new photos, stories, and perhaps even videos will be coming soon.

Until then, keep well, stay curious, and maybe avoid the pavements.

— Ian

The UK Chronicles – Preface

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Good Evening, Dear Reader. You might not be able to feel the same excitement and trepidation as me, but I can assure you it’s palpable. I’m not talking about the Olympics, or the opening ceremony, which was very, very French. I’m talking about my upcoming annual leave. I will be going home to the UK for 10 days. I will be going home. Home is where the heart is, and as my mate David Frank once reminded me, you can take the boy out of Hull, but not the Hull out of the boy. How right he is. Even after 30 years of living in a foreign country, and despite having become somewhat “continental,” the UK is, and always will be, home.

The physical preparations are not underway yet, but the mental ones certainly are. We will be driving up to Calais from the Vendée. It is a drive that over the years has become vaguely familiar, and I have the images in my mind of the various stops along the way, and the signs that I will be looking out for. My wife is a professional driver, and I will be relegated to helping out when she becomes tired and needs a rest.

I don’t know about you, but when I’m in my car, I’m in a familiar environment, and it feels a little like having a part of my home with me. The controls for driving are second nature, and I don’t have to think. As I have mentioned, I am a creature of habit, and despite not being alone whilst driving, and the possibility of a mad screaming harpie, I mean wife, sitting next to me, I’m still looking forward to the trip. For the first time in 4 ½ years, my son will be coming with us, so I’ll have some masculine back-up and will feel less dominated by my daughter and wife.

We will have a stopover in Dover, and take the now familiar road up to Northumberland to see my parents. I’m actually looking forward to the service stations in the UK, especially one near Peterborough, that has a kind of Food Court, which includes Marks and Spencer. I’m looking forward to biting down onto a prawn cocktail sandwich, and a Wensleydale and carrot chutney sandwich. I know it’s not the “gastronomie” that the French might talk about, but to me, it’s about the nostalgia of the thing. It’s part of coming home.

But, I hear you say, Dear Reader, you haven’t talked about cameras or photography yet? And you would be right. Thank you for allowing my little trip to nostalgia land. So, let’s talk about cameras for this trip. There is, of course, the X100F, that is the travel photographer’s camera par excellence. It’s compact, it works, and gets the job done. It’s what I will probably be using nearly 80% of the time. The 35mm F2.0 lens has me covered for nearly all situations, and if I take the telephoto conversion lens, then I’ll be even more covered.

Do I already have plans for where to take photos? Mayyyybe…

I have already a largish selection of photos of the village of Alnmouth, that you should be able to find on this site, either by using the search bar, or looking at the tag list at the bottom of every article. But, believe it or not, Northumberland is not just about Alnmouth. I know. Mind blowing.

I would like to get some shots of Dunstanborough Castle (for which I might even have to take my Canon 6D Mark II and various lenses, but I’m not sure about that yet), Beadnell, Seahouses, the Farne Islands, Holy Island, Craster, Bambourgh Castle. There’ll be beaches, islands, birds, seals, boats, and harbours. I even thought of going down by Amble and maybe stopping off in Walkworth.

That might mean a Canon bag, with lenses and filters, and possibly even a tripod. Decisions, decisions. Do I need more room in the car, and will the family gang up on me if I take more photography kit with me? There is a difference in volume and weight, of course.

I suppose it all depends on the weather. One tends not to visit the UK for the great weather. Here in my little corner of France, it’s supposed to be getting up to 36°C today. Not in Northumberland, though. I’m expecting 20°C and maybe lows of 14°C. Much more comfortable, and almost human.

So “home is where the heart is” is still something that resonates with me. Thirty years a foreigner, and yet as a lot of us immigrants, we’ll never be completely at home in our adopted country, we are condemned to never feel fully at home in our home country. We will be “continental”. Our very essence has changed. The nostalgia for a past that has moved on since we left is another of our penances. Maybe that’s why I do so much black and white photography; a way of trying to capture this bygone time.

Also in this series: Preface  ·  Lesbury  ·  Alnmouth  ·  Bamburgh  ·  Alnwick  ·  Rothbury  ·  Hepple  ·  Chesters  ·  Return  ·  B&W Footnote  ·  Summer I  ·  Summer II  ·  Summer III  ·  Summer IV

Film photography, the opening of the archives

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Good evening Dear Reader. You may have noticed, and then again, you may not have noticed, that I have created a couple of new pages. Instead of adding article categories to my site in the menus, I have created pages with a carousel showing collections of articles in one specific category. This started with Photography Tutorials, which is a collection of, surprise surprise, photography tutorials. Another one for Travel Photography, one for Camera information, and a final one for articles featuring Film Photography. The idea behind this rather brash move on my part, was to help you find what you wanted to read or discover more easily.

This Meisterwerk of a blog is a work in constant evolution, as I think you may have gathered, especially for those of you that have been with me since the beginning. But what does this have to do with Film photography I hear you ask. Well, when creating the film photography page I realised that there are fewer articles than I first thought. This struck me as a little odd, because at one stage I had a little bit of a reputation as a film photographer, and at one stage was purely a film photographer. This was, of course, before the start of this blog lark in 2019. Between 2009 and 2019 I did a huge amount of film photography that I realised I have not shared with you. Even more so since 2016, when I started developing and scanning my negatives at home.

The beginning of the blog also tied in with the X100F and the Canon 6D Mark II coming into my photography, and since lockdown, I have done only small amounts of film photography. Time to reveal more of myself to you. At least if that’s alright… But this isn’t just about me dusting off old memories. By sharing these photos, I hope to spark a conversation, ignite a passion for film, and maybe even inspire you to dig out your old camera and give it a whirl. Who knows what treasures you might find in your own archives?

Moped with a Jameson whiskey box as a baggage holder. Looks very cool
Taken on the Praktica MTL3 probably with the 50mm Pentacon F1.8 lens on HP5 Plus at box speed in the Quartier Bouffay in Nantes.

So bearing all this in mind, I have a proposal for you. Let’s open the vaults and let’s have a look at the “film archive”. This could be in the form of a series of articles complementing the weekly outpouring of anecdotes or advice, as an addition, or it could be the content for the upcoming weeks. I haven’t decided yet. Let me know in the comments which option you prefer, or if you have any other ideas for how you’d like to see the film archive content. There’ll be shots of Nantes, the UK, England, and Scotland and maybe even Spain, and Portugal. There will be colour and black and white photography too. I don’t know yet. I might not have yet taken into account the magnitude of the task ahead. Everything is open.

On the way to Otterburn in Northumberland with the Pentax ME Super using Portra 160. It was another good day out.

But whatever you decide, I hope you come along for the ride. It’ll be worth it!

24-70mm Lens: Unveiling the Beauty of Vendée Coastal Landscapes

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Work had turned into one of those blurs. Emails, a couple of passive-aggressive colleagues, meetings that all sound the same after a while. So a few weeks ago I did the sensible thing: navy chinos, white shirt, new sunglasses, the Panama hat, and drove off to the Vendée coast for the day.

Vendée isn’t the Caribbean, let’s be honest, but it did the job. It also gave me a good excuse to properly test the Canon 6D Mark II with the 24-70mm f/4L, a lens that gets a lot of stick online for being unexciting. By the end of the day I’d more or less come round to it.

First stop was Viellevigne, technically just over the border in Loire-Atlantique rather than the Vendée proper, a town I normally just drive through on the way to somewhere else. With a camera in the car and nowhere to be, I actually looked at it for once. There’s a little church between two old trees I must have passed a thousand times without noticing, so I framed that. Then I switched the lens over to its macro setting and found the hedgerows were full of wildflowers and insects I’d never normally spot. Funny how that works.

Next was the grand canal near Fromentine, though I’m still not convinced “grand” is the right word for it. It’s no Venice. The light was good, though: warm on the old ruined houses along the water, and across the road bridge there’s a row of fishing huts with paint that’s clearly seen a few decades of weather. The 24-70 handled both ends of the job well, wide enough for the whole stretch of canal, close enough for the plants growing out of the stonework.

By afternoon I’d made it to Port de Bec, where the oyster farmers work. Tractors were hauling boats in and out of the water, moorings creaking under the weight, the whole place busy in a way that’s hard to explain if you haven’t seen it. The autofocus kept up fine with everything moving around, which is really all I ask of a lens in that situation.

Last stop, and the best one, was the Passage de Gois: the causeway that goes underwater twice a day with the tide. It’s a great spot for photos, as long as you keep an eye on the water. I nearly didn’t, and came close to losing a sandal to the incoming tide. The contrast between the exposed road and the water creeping in was worth the risk, and the lens coped well with the changing light as the sun dropped.

The photos were only half the point, if I’m honest. Getting off the hamster wheel for a few hours mattered more. Fresh air, the sun on my face, a stretch of coast I mostly ignore because it’s on my doorstep. I came back in a better mood than I left, which was really the whole plan.

As for the 24-70mm, it earned its keep. Wide landscapes, macro details, a moving target at Port de Bec, it handled all of it without complaint. Next time someone tells me it’s a boring lens, I’ll just show them the album from this trip and let the pictures argue back.

Until the next one. If the Vendée coast appeals, Coastal Sky, Vendée is available as a print in the shop.

My First Hen-Do Photography Experience

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May 2024

This month, amidst publishing various tutorials for your delectation, I ventured into uncharted territory with my camera. A musician friend asked if I could photograph her sister’s hen-do.  How about that for a challenge.  Slightly scary…  Slightly?  No, terrifying for the introvert that I am.  Flattery and food convinced me.

Having previously photographed a wedding, I was somewhat prepared. For that event, I bought a second-hand 24-70mm f/4.0 lens and a Canon flash. I was advised to use the Canon 6D Mark II in program mode with the flash set for TTL (through the lens metering). Today’s first activity called for the same setup.

Tahitian Dancing

I arrived at the venue for the first activity: Tahitian dancing. The bride-to-be was proposed to in the Pacific Ocean, hence the theme. The girls were already there, and I tried to stay out of the way as best I could. I may be creating memories for everyone, but those memories aren’t mine.  The lens worked perfectly, and I didn’t even need my flash batteries. They’re ready for next time and one less item to tick off.

The dance session seemed to go on forever, and I resisted the urge to sit down. I felt completely out of place, more a prize pillock, but kept telling myself to fake it till I made it. It worked—my wife approved of the photos, and more importantly, so did the bride-to-be. Creating rapport was nigh on impossible so I just watched the spectacle and pressed the shutter.  Do what you can and leave the rest for later…  So I did just that!

My favourite bit of the day

I switched from my clunky DSLR to my sexier Fuji X100F.  It’s always better to be inconspicuous and yet still be able to take decent photos.  I’m big enough already as it is, but having a smaller camera helps people forget that I’m there…

This next activity was probably my favourite. The restaurant was one that I had walked past on many occasions, but had never gone in. It was one of those themed places for Millennials in need of some nostalgia. The owners and chef had created a menu with grown up “children’s food” from the 90s and 80’s. There were activities and crayons for the place mats. The decor was 80’s and everything was vintage. At least for them, which is the main thing. Ok, it was a bit for me too, reminding me of my arrival in France all those years ago. I was offered a seat near the bride, but was whisked off by my friend to sit next to her. She’s so protective of me… We all ordered and chatted, and I started to relax. The girls were interested in my photography, and they showed me photos of their very young children. I did the same, and showed them then and now photos to show how those small children grow up so quickly. I felt like the Patriarch at the end of the table. 

The food was good, and I could see they were all having a good time, and then came out the shots… I was being very teetotal in order to have my mind clear to get my photos for the bride to be. I had switched from the DSLR to the Fuji X100F to follow them around Nantes, and do street photography to which I am more accustomed. The poor “hen” was given a mission by her friends who had purchased a whole load of condoms and she was tasked to sell them to passers by. She fulfilled her mission with gusto, and we ended up in the Rue de la Paix, shooting nerf guns at targets provided by a stag do outing. 

Conclusion

I wasn’t needed for the next activity and drove back to the pub to chill, and get my head together. The photos from the X100F were edited on the go, and shared immediately.  The DSLR photos went through the computer and were shared by the end of the weekend.  

All in all a good day, and interesting experience, and I’ll let the photos do the talking for me…

A piece of timber

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I have recently tried to start learning about making videos. Somebody said that if you have an eye for creating a decent image, then your eye should be OK for filmmaking. There are of course different styles of shots because we are talking about moving pictures. Shots that move, and not just static plans as we would use in photography. We have to set a scene with establishing shots. We can combine medium framed shots and close-ups to keep the narrative going and to show the wood moving through the different machines. I therefore had to understand the manufacturing process. The composition principles that I have talked about in the past are still relevant. So my mindset was, “Why not give it a try. You know about images and how to place subjects in images. Get on to YouTube and start learning about filming . This isn’t Instagram or Tiktok, so you have more time and scope to deliver your message. And if “they” can do it then there is no reason why I can’t!” Nothing left to do but get it done! Do, don’t think…

The Kit – Use what you already have

For the moment I’m using the Canon 6D Mark II with the 24-70mm F4.0 zoom lens. For the editing I’m using CapCut and am slowly getting used to it. It just goes to show that yes, yes indeed, you can teach an old dog new tricks… I can already hear you Dear Reader asking, “But why did you use that camera, and that editing software, Ian?”

The camera

I would say, firstly why not.. But I’ll set out my reasoning. I used the Canon 6D Mark II, because I have it. It has the flippy screen that allows me to see what I’m filming, and I’m only beginning, so no exterior monitors yet. I also know how to use it and like using it. Does it have 4K video, which “they” say is a must nowadays? No it doesn’t, but I’m not in the market for a new camera, so I’ll be using what I have already thank you very much. On a tripod I could do static shots, and panning shots. The idea was to have a series of shots showing the wood in motion going through the manufacturing process.

The lens

Why the 24-70mm lens? Well think back to the articles where I talk about lenses. I said that it was a workhorse and has me covered for “quite a few” situations, and it has image stabilisation. I used my tripod, but there were a couple of handheld shots. It is also a pretty fine lens in its own right. More important to invest in the good glass, than a camera body. What matters is what the client, or audience sees. They’re not doing a mental breakdown of your kit!

CapCut

And why CapCut? Again I would argue yet again, why not! Price of the software was a consideration. As was simplicity. I had tried using Adobe Express, as it is part of my subscription for Lightroom and Photoshop, but it didn’t seem to have the capacity to give me the result that I was after. It did however, introduce me to the concept of the timeline and linking up the various sequences that I had filmed. I had also seen a lot of people waxing lyrical about CapCut, and it just seemed more “accessible” to a newbie like me. There are of course more professional tools available but for the moment seem to have more than I need. I of course went back to Youtube for various tutorials to get me started.

The Brief

So here we go with the actual video. I was told to make a video that would be shown to new employees as part of their integration into the company. Showing the total process will give them a better idea of where they feature in the “bigger picture.” Something dynamic they said. Show the wood moving through the machine they said. So I tried… Then I looked back at my brief from my boss, and realised that I was way too long and had to go back to the drawing board. Ah well. The idea is to show the process of transformation from timber to a door frame that can go to the other plant for assembly.

When you’re doing personal work you have the freedom to do what you want, but work requires sticking to the plan. So stick I did! I showed my boss the first draft, and was told that maybe cut this out, change the speed of the footage, only speed things up for the machines, but leave the shots of people at normal speed. Such and such a shot adds nothing to the story so get rid of it. It felt very much like the process I have when I get back from a shoot. You have to do a first triage of everything, and only have the strict necessary to portray your message.

The creative Process

So I had my brief. I knew the kind of film I was after. Or at least I had a couple of ideas. The basic premise was to be able to follow a piece of timber from being unloaded from a truck, following the piece of timber as it is transformed into a door frame. I had in mind those films I saw as a child showing how something is made, and how we see cans of soup moving along a conveyor belt. For each sequence, I wanted a piece of wood going into a machine, going through the machine, and coming out the other end having been transformed. Starting with an establishing shot, and following more or less closely, with close-ups and medium shots to give an idea of movement…

A short extract from the full video…

Conclusion

So you have now seen the video. All this happened in a week. I went from know very little about making a video, to having a viewable result, and one that tell the story that was asked for. Am I happy with it? I’m certainly not unhappy, and it was interesting to see the thing evolve from a series of moving pictures into something that will be used in training for future employees. Would I have done things differently? Possibly. I might have used the 16-35 F4 lens too, for even wider shots. I know have a little more familiarity with my software and will be spending less time searching for the effects and tools I wish to use. It made me aware of what kit I may be lacking, like mics for sound, but here I didn’t need to record any more sound. I would have liked wheels for my tripod to have a different panel of shots. I maybe should have used my phone and the gimbal to get more variety in my shots. I could have done some time-lapse sequences. But the primordial question would be, “What does it add to my story?” and “Do I need to acquire any kit to do it?” Money talks, and if I can get what I need without spending any more then that has to be a good idea!

What did I take away

I was introduced into a new world of storytelling. I learnt about thinking in a more linear way. Not just thinking about the shot as I would in photography , but about using these shots to make a story. Maybe I already did this with my photo series, but here it became so much more relevant. This might be the main change in my outlook. I already knew about acquiring shots for stills, and doing the same for video seemed to be a natural progression.

What next?

Am I going to get further into this film making lark? By definition yes, because work wants more videos for training people on various machines, and the HR dept have noticed my work, and are getting ideas… Do I want to make videos for me? Yes. It is certainly something I want to look further into. And the more I watch on YouTube the more I am learning, and the more I believe that I can actually do this. Am I going to become a YouTuber? I honestly have no idea, but as in photography, I have to start doing something. People will usually give feedback, and comment sections on YouTube seem to be lees harsh than on Instagram or Twitter. I remember my father making home movies with a cine camera and I can now do the same thing, and edit my footage too. Learning something is never wasted, and it does the brain good to learn new things. Who knows where this can take me? I don’t, but isn’t it interesting to find out?

Guest Post – Ian Myers

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Please welcome our newest guest contributor – Ian Myers This is a photograph of the Château de la Preuille taken in 2022 on the Canon 6D Mark II, using an ND filter for the long exposure of the sky.  The château was once a supplier of Muscadet white wine to Président Mieterrand.  But now the […]

Guest Post – Ian Myers

My first contribution to Monochromia. They very nicely asked me if I might want to start contributing to the collective of monochromatic photographers, and it would appear that I know something about it, so I answered Joe and said I would be over the moon  If you to, are into black and white photography,  then go and check them out and subscribe.

I’ll  be publishing over there once a month so keep am eye open for me!