Opportunity Knocks.

Accreditation is the nemesis of any motorsport photographer keen to further theirself. I’ve been lucky over the past year to have experienced accreditation at a few events, although nothing too major. All have been fine experiences at which I like to think I have achieved a level of photographic result.  Personally, I don’t see accreditation…

A Classic Reprieve.

In the aftermath of my last blog, I was left basking in a basket of compliments. I was pretty stoked with that.  The images I took at the British Grand Prix were the first gallery I’ve ever presented that I’ve actually felt confident in. I was so pleased with the way they came out, especially…

Prove Yourself.

To take my camera to the Grand Prix or not? That was the question I asked myself, Thursday morning before the first of four straight trips up to Silverstone for the British Grand Prix weekend. It was the Grand Prix. A banquet of creative opportunity where my nemesis of inspiration would be adorned with colour,…

Local Endurance.

A little tardy for this one as it’s been a busy week. A week or so ago, one of the worlds more famous motor racing events was going off round at a little track in the middle of France, packed full of superstars, world champions and enough glitz and glamour and fuss than you could…

And the beat goes on…

Again…I got roasted at the British GT on Sunday. Silverstone provided a day of exquisite sunshine, following a typical dreary morning. Of course, I went out with no sunscreen and a hoody, expecting a luke warm and blowy day that is usually the norm. But I got it wrong. Those of you who happen to…

Tasting Whitebread.

Blazing Sunday afternoons, you’ve got no worries! Alright, I can’t quite get the Small Faces lyrics to fit in, but I gave it a go! Sunday at Silverstone was a ripper as far as the weather was concerned. Possibly the best day I’ve had there, ever. Shorts, tee-shirt, rocking the shades , not a cloud…

The Challenge of One.

I took a trip up to Silverstone for the first time this year, to catch the Vintage Sports Car Club meet that was going down over the splendid last weekend. Yes, I returned to the airfield, even thought I had said I would spend less time there this year. There’s good reason behind it. As…

Off season experiments.

I’m not a fan of the off season. It gets a little boring when you have not much to focus on, new, exciting material isn’t forthcoming the next event to shoot isn’t for a month or two. In the past, you would’ve probably enjoyed the downtime or shifted your focus to another pastime or opportunity,…

All Hail Gold.

Race Tracks are pretty bland places. Tarmac, occasional greenery and now and again, a little advertising colour. I’m betting when most folks think of racetracks, they think of the F1 splendor – Neat, tidy, vibrant colour, full grandstands, famous faces and immaculate presentation. Us motorsport fans know different. They can be hostile, scrappy expanses. Cold, miserable…

Standing Around.

What camera is best for motorsport photography? I think that is a daft question, and ‘one that takes pictures’, is often my chipper response. The more experience I gain, the more I witness how folks relate equipment to quality images – no, sorry – that’s the wrong term; with quality photography. But then that often…

10,000 Frames.

At this time of year, the events start to thin out a little, and the opportunities for the adventurous motorsport photographer become a little sparse. I’ve noticed this quite a bit this year, as my usual routine of an-event-each-weekend has dropped off to one every fortnight, or even longer. In the meantime, I try and…

Silverstone Undressed.

Silverstone is a beast of a circuit. 3.6 miles of high-speed, twisted tarmac, adorned with some of the most spectacular corners know to racer and machine. From a drivers point of view – and I can only speculate here as my experience behind the wheel at the ‘Stone is limited – it is a bucket…