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…

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 End of the Road.

That is it. The end of another year of high speed photographic adventures. Only my second year too, although it feels like I’ve been doing this forever. Ha ha not really, it feels like I’ve been doing this for about two years! It’s been a wild season, with plenty of new experience and a few…

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…

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…

Into Depth

Inside the wire.

It had to happen at some point. I have had my first opportunity to shoot pictures from inside the wire. No obstructions, new angles and access to all the picturesque goodies just throwing themselves towards the camera. It was so easy, I couldn’t believe it! Wasn’t really, was it? No. This sudden, new found perspective…

To Assembly

300 Prime Examples.

A few years ago, I made a decision to hire a lens that was far to advanced for my ability with the camera. It was at the 2015 British Grand Prix, and following some advice, I made the bold decision to hire the monster that is a Nikkor 300mm prime. I had no idea what…

The Fury

Stop Trying Too Hard.

I had a good day on Sunday at the Silverstone 500. In fact, this is one of the best days I’ve had shooting from behind the fence so far. I can’t explain why, nor am I totally pleased with the results (for which I shall explain) but for the first time in a long while,…

Rush

The Blank Canvas.

Some say that a blank canvas is the way to find true creativity. A way to let your mind run free without constraint or manipulation. It allows you to utilise whatever tools and media you want, to make the most of the space and apply your ideas in any which way you see fit. It’s…

Zero Chance

Changing My Mind.

Experiments are often a good thing. They can test you in both knowledge and capability. They make you step out of your comfort zone and help you think a little more. I should try experiments more often. If you are a regular reader of this blog, then you’ll have no doubt experienced the frustrations I…

Postions Remain

Craving Variety.

Another weekend and another 12 or so hours spent wandering the gravelled, wind blasted spectator areas of the Buckhamptonshire border. The promise of a cracking weekends photographics boded well; a monster grid was on offer for the Blancpain Endurance and 55 fast moving subjects for photographic interpretation over three hours of racing, not forgetting practice,…