Tuesday, 28 July 2026
Nottingham: Views of the City Ground & Trent
Friday, 3 July 2026
Liquid Fire and Black Earth: The Surreal Volcanic Vineyards of Lanzarote
Imagine standing on a landscape so stark, so utterly alien, that you might mistake it for the surface of Mars or a distant moon. To your left and right, massive, sun-scorched volcanic cones rise out of the earth, their slopes painted in deep ochres, rusts, and charcoal blacks. Yet, look closer at the valley floors, and you will see something truly miraculous: thousands of vibrant, emerald-green vines bursting forth from deep, asymmetric craters in the dark ash.
This is La Geria, Lanzarote’s legendary wine region. It is a place where viticulture isn't just an agricultural practice—it is an act of sheer human stubbornness against nature.
Recently, a stunning set of photographs I captured in July 2013 was brought into the modern era. Utilizing cutting-edge, contemporary digital darkroom techniques, these images have been painstakingly re-edited to restore the true brilliance of Lanzarote's light. The modern re-edit breathes new life into the scene, balancing high-dynamic-range contrasts, revealing hidden textures in the dark volcanic rock, and enriching the golden hour hues. They offer a breathtaking window into what the wine industry calls "heroic viticulture."
The Day the Earth Burned: A History of Survival
To understand the visual marvel of Lanzarote’s vineyards, one must look back to September 1, 1730. On that day, the earth split open in the Timanfaya region. For six continuous years, cataclysmic volcanic eruptions tore across the island, burying nearly a third of Lanzarote’s most fertile, grain-producing farmland under a thick, apocalyptic blanket of lava and black volcanic ash, locally known as picón or lapilli.
Many islanders fled to the Americas. Those who stayed faced what looked like starvation. Yet, out of disaster came an astonishing discovery. The farmers—known as Conejeros—realized that while traditional crops like wheat could no longer survive, the newly deposited layer of volcanic ash possessed miraculous properties.
Instead of suffocating life, the porous picón acted as a natural thermo-regulator. It absorbed the scarce humidity from the Atlantic trade winds overnight, funnelled it down into the nutrient-rich topsoil below, locked it in, and prevented evaporation during the scorching daylight hours.
The stage was set for a viticultural revolution.
The Anatomy of a Lanzarote Vineyard: Hoyos and Zocos
The newly re-edited photographs beautifully capture the ingenious, labour-intensive architectural systems invented by Lanzarote's vintners to protect their crops.
1. The Hoyos (Volcanic Craters)
Because the layer of volcanic ash can be several feet deep, farmers cannot simply plant a vine on the surface. They must dig deep, inverted cones—called hoyos—directly through the black gravel to reach the prehistoric, fertile soil underneath. As seen in the panoramic vistas, these craters can span up to three meters wide and two meters deep. From a high vantage point, the terrain looks as if it has been pelted by a dense meteor shower, with a single green vine cradled at the centre of each impact zone.
2. The Zocos (Basalt Stone Walls)
Lanzarote is fiercely windy, subjected to relentless, punishing Atlantic trade winds. To prevent the delicate vines from being shredded by the wind or suffocated by drifting ash, the farmers built zocos.
As highlighted in the crisp, modern details of the second image, zocos are semicircular or horseshoe-shaped dry-stone walls made from heavy, local blocks of black basalt rock. Every single stone is placed precisely by hand without a drop of mortar. These walls act as miniature shields, buffering the plants from the wind and trapping pockets of warm air.
A Visual Journey Through the Re-Edited Images
The power of modern photo editing lies in its ability to match what the camera captured with what the human soul actually felt in the moment. Let’s dive into the three newly enhanced scenes from July 2013:
Frame A: Golden Solitude at the Gates of La Geria
The first image captures the cinematic magic of a Lanzarote sunset. Positioned behind a clean, white-lined asphalt road that cuts through the wilderness, the camera looks past a traditional volcanic stone entrance gate.
The sun sinks directly behind a large, rustic wine barrel standing sentinel at the entrance, generating a magnificent, piercing sunstar. Thanks to modern editing techniques, the deep shadows of the foreground road and the dark volcanic stone walls are no longer muddy or lost. Instead, we can distinctly see the texture of the asphalt and the individual stones of the wall, contrasting beautifully against the vibrant, gradient sky turning from deep violet to a brilliant amber gold. In the background, the smooth, imposing silhouette of a volcanic mountain anchors the horizon.
Frame B: Walking Among the Emerald Craters
The second photograph drops the viewer right into the heart of the vineyard rows during the golden hour. The re-edited colour palette perfectly balances the warm, sepia-toned light of late afternoon with the brilliant, almost-glowing green of the grape leaves.
Here, the sheer scale of the human effort becomes clear. The perspective leads your eyes down a cleared path of dark volcanic soil, flanked on both sides by beautifully structured, curving zocos. The leaves of the vines cascade over the dark rocks, thirsty for light. In the distance, white-washed Canarian farmhouses, structural cacti, and isolated palm trees break up the horizon, framed by the distant, soft-focus peaks of ancient volcanoes. The enhanced dynamic range allows us to feel the rough, sharp edges of the volcanic stone in the foreground, creating an incredibly immersive experience.
Frame C: The Majesty of the Volcano
The final image shifts focus to the grand architect of this landscape: a massive, dormant volcanic dome bathed in the warm, reddish-orange glow of the setting sun. The erosion lines raking down the side of the crater are tack-sharp, brought to life by modern clarity and sharpening algorithms that avoid looking artificial.
Below the volcano, a vast tapestry of hoyos stretches across the valley floor like a giant, geometric grid. In the foreground, hardy native flora—including a massive prickly pear cactus (Opuntia)—stands resiliently in the rocky, uncultivated terrain. This frame perfectly juxtaposes the wild, untamed power of the volcano with the meticulous, orderly geometry of human agriculture.
The Taste of Fire: What Makes Volcanic Wine Unique
You cannot talk about the visual beauty of La Geria without mentioning the liquid poetry produced within it. Because of the extreme environment, these vineyards cannot be mechanized. Tractors are useless here; everything from digging the craters, pruning the branches, and harvesting the grapes must be done entirely by hand.
Because the volcanic sand naturally keeps away phylloxera (a destructive insect pest that devastated European vineyards in the 19th century), Lanzarote's vines are completely ungrafted, with some vines being over a century old.
The star variety of the island is Malvasía Volcánica.
| Wine Type | Flavor Profile | Distinctive Characteristic |
| Dry Malvasía | Crisp, bright, high acidity, notes of citrus and white flowers. | A distinct, unmistakable saline minerality driven by volcanic soils and ocean winds. |
| Sweet Malvasía | Rich, honeyed, notes of dried fruits, amber hue. | A historic favourite across royal European courts, reminiscent of a fine Madeira. |
When you sip a glass of cold Malvasía Seco while overlooking the very craters shown in these photographs, you aren't just tasting wine. You are tasting the ocean breeze, the intense Atlantic sun, the mineral wealth of the earth's core, and three centuries of human resilience.
Preserving the Impossible Landscape
The restoration of these 2013 photographs reminds us of the delicate balance required to keep La Geria alive. Today, the region is protected as a Protected Landscape and is a key pillar of Lanzarote’s UNESCO Biosphere Reserve status.
However, heroic viticulture faces modern challenges. Maintaining thousands of stone walls by hand under a blazing sun is exhausting work, and many of the island’s traditional vintners are reaching retirement age. By celebrating the breathtaking, surreal beauty of these landscapes through modern photography and sustainable wine tourism, we help ensure that future generations will continue to tend to these emerald nests in the black earth.
If you ever find yourself wandering the Canary Islands, leave the beach behind for a day. Rent a car, take the LZ-30 highway, and drive slowly through the heart of La Geria. Pull over at a local bodega, look out over the endless sea of stone crescents, and toast to the farmers who looked at an apocalyptic wasteland and decided to plant a garden.
Friday, 12 June 2026
A Timeless Yorkshire Descent: Cobbles, History, and the Roar of the River Ryburn
The Pennines have a way of holding onto the past, clutching it tightly within the creases of their steep valleys. On a damp, atmospheric day like 15th February 2014, nowhere feels more grounded in history than the village of Ripponden. If you find yourself standing at the top of Priest Lane, looking down toward the ancient crossing of the River Ryburn, you aren't just looking at a road—you’re looking at a physical timeline of West Yorkshire life.
Black and white photography captures this mood perfectly. The absence of colour strips away the modern distractions, leaving behind the raw texture of gritstone, the slick reflection of rain on centuries-old setts, and the skeletal beauty of winter trees.
The Descent of Priest Lane
The journey into the heart of Ripponden’s history begins at the summit of Priest Lane. There is something visceral about a cobbled street. In the modern world, we are used to the silent, smooth transition of asphalt. But here, every step is a tactile experience.
On this February afternoon, the setts are slick with West Yorkshire rain. The lane curves steeply downward, hemmed in by the sturdy, darkened stone of traditional weavers' cottages and boundary walls. These buildings weren't just homes; they were the backbone of the local textile industry. The large windows on the upper floors of these dwellings were designed to let in every possible scrap of northern light for the hand-loom weavers who once lived here.
Standing at the top of the lane, the view is dominated by the sharp descent toward the valley floor. It is a path that has been trodden by packhorses, clergymen, and mill workers for hundreds of years. The perspective creates a sense of falling forward into history.
The Old Bridge: A 14th-Century Sentinel
At the foot of Priest Lane lies the jewel of the village: the Old Bridge. This isn't just a picturesque spot for a photograph; it is a Scheduled Ancient Monument and one of the finest examples of a packhorse bridge in the North of England.
Dating back to the 14th century, the bridge served as a vital link on the ancient trade route over the Pennines. Long before the modern A672 or the M62 existed, this narrow stone arch was the only way for traders to move goods between the wool towns of Yorkshire and the markets of Lancashire.
Architectural Strength
The bridge is a masterclass in medieval engineering:
The Single Span: A powerful gritstone arch designed to withstand the volatile nature of the Ryburn.
The Cutwaters: Massive triangular stone projections that "cut" the force of the water during a flood, protecting the structural integrity of the bridge.
The Width: It is intentionally narrow, designed for a horse and its panniers, not for the carts or carriages that would come centuries later.
Standing on the bridge today, you can hear the River Ryburn below. In February, the river is rarely a gentle stream. Fed by the runoff from the high moors, it becomes a churning, coffee-coloured torrent. The sound of the water hitting the weir just downstream from the bridge provides a constant, rhythmic soundtrack to the village.
The Old Bridge Inn: Hospitality in Stone
Directly adjacent to the bridge sits the Old Bridge Inn. To call it a "pub" feels like an understatement; it is a landmark of hospitality that has stood its ground since the 1300s.
The white-washed exterior of the Inn provides a stark, beautiful contrast to the dark gritstone of the surrounding buildings and the bridge. In the black and white images from 2014, the Inn glows against the grey Pennine sky. Its low-slung roofline and thick stone walls suggest a place built for shelter—a sanctuary for the weary traveller who had just navigated the treacherous trans-Pennine moors.
The Inn is famously one of the oldest in Yorkshire. Inside, the ceilings are low, the beams are heavy, and the fireplaces are large. It represents the "bottom" of the valley's social heart, where for centuries, the news of the day was traded over a pint of ale. Looking at the Inn from the vantage point of the bridge, you realize that the relationship between the road, the river, and the tavern is the original blueprint of English village life.
The River Ryburn in Winter
The River Ryburn is the reason Ripponden exists. The water provided the power for the early corn mills and, later, the massive textile mills that fuelled the Industrial Revolution.
On 15th February 2014, the river was in its winter element. The images capture the Ryburn in a state of high flow. The water crashes over the weir, creating a white-water mist that hangs in the cold air. The trees lining the banks are bare, their dark branches reaching out over the water like veins.
There is a specific kind of beauty in a Pennine river during February. It feels powerful and slightly dangerous. It reminds us that while we have built our stone bridges and white-washed inns, the natural force of the water remains the dominant architect of the landscape.
The Spiritual Backdrop: St Bartholomew’s
Peering over the rooftops and through the leafless trees is the spire of St Bartholomew’s Church. The church tower, with its distinctive clock face, acts as a vertical anchor for the village.
While the current church building is a Victorian reconstruction, the site has been a place of worship for nearly a millennium. The relationship between the church at the top and the bridge at the bottom creates a physical manifestation of the village's dual identity: the spiritual and the commercial.
Why Black and White?
Capturing Ripponden in monochrome on this specific day in 2014 was a conscious choice that yields several visual rewards:
Texture: You can almost feel the grit of the stone and the dampness of the moss.
Contrast: The white walls of the Old Bridge Inn pop against the dark valley, drawing the eye to the centre of the community.
Timelessness: Without modern car colours or bright plastic signage, these photos could easily have been taken in 1914 rather than 2014. It honours the "Old" in Old Bridge.
Final Thoughts: A Walk Through Time
Ripponden is a place where you don't just see history; you walk on it. From the top of Priest Lane, down across the Old Bridge, past the Old Bridge Inn, and along the banks of the River Ryburn, every yard tells a story of endurance, trade, and the rugged spirit of the North.
If you ever find yourself in this corner of West Yorkshire on a rainy February day, don't rush through. Stand on the bridge, listen to the Ryburn, and look up at the cobbles of Priest Lane. You are standing in a scene that has remained largely unchanged for seven hundred years.
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Tuesday, 17 February 2026
Discovering the Beauty of Bradford Cathedral (Exterior Exploration)
On a crisp December day (December 10th, 2022, to be precise!), I took my Nikon D3300 out to explore a true architectural gem in the heart of Bradford: Bradford Cathedral. While I focused my lens solely on the exterior – understanding that interior photography often requires special permission – the building itself offered an abundance of captivating details and a sense of timeless grandeur.
My journey began with the approach to the cathedral, and what an interesting entrance it is! The area around it feels steeped in history, with some beautifully intricate stonework.
A Glimpse into the Past
While the building is a stunning sight today, the site itself has been a place of Christian worship for nearly 1,400 years, dating back to Saxon times. The core of the present church, originally known as St. Peter's Parish Church, was largely rebuilt in the 15th century after an earlier stone church was burned down by Scottish raiders around 1327. The beautiful Perpendicular Gothic tower you can see today was added later, finished in 1508. The church was elevated to cathedral status in 1919 when the Diocese of Bradford was created, and subsequent extensions by architect Sir Edward Maufe in the mid-22th century gave the building its current, comprehensive form.
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Thursday, 6 November 2025
The Salvage Archive: Stonehenge, July 1977, A Look Back Through the Lens
Stonehenge. The name conjures up mystery, ancient rites, and the sheer scale of human ambition. But beyond the geology and archaeology, a photograph of the site often captures something else: a particular moment in time.
I recently rediscovered this black-and-white image—a 35mm slide taken in July 1977—and it instantly transported me back to a pivotal era for this iconic monument.
The Monumental and the Mundane
What immediately strikes me about this photograph is the contrast. The Neolithic sarsens and bluestones dominate the frame, dark and imposing against the bright sky, emphasizing their enormous presence. It’s a shot that speaks to the sheer mass and mystery of the structure.
But look closer, and you see the details that anchor it firmly in the late 1970s:
Proximity to the Stones: Notice the two figures nestled right between the towering uprights. Today, visitors view the stones from behind a rope barrier, kept at a respectful distance to prevent damage. This photograph is a fantastic reminder of a time when people could walk directly among the stones, touching the cold, ancient surfaces.
A Snapshot of Visitors: The figures—perhaps a family or a couple—are dressed in the casual attire of the era. Their small scale relative to the trilithons highlights the truly monumental nature of the site. They are just a fleeting moment in the thousands of years of history that the stones have witnessed.
The Black-and-White Aesthetic: The photograph’s monochrome nature, typical of many 35mm slides processed into prints, adds a dramatic, almost brooding atmosphere. It accentuates the texture of the stone and strips away the distractions of colour, focusing the viewer purely on form, shadow, and scale.
Stonehenge in 1977: A Changing Landscape
The late 1970s marked a transition for Stonehenge. While it was still relatively accessible, the number of visitors was rapidly increasing, leading to necessary changes in management and conservation that would be implemented over the coming decades.
This image captures the end of an era—a time just before the site became fully roped off, a time when the stones felt a little more personal, a little more accessible, and perhaps a little more susceptible to being touched and experienced up close.
Holding this slide, I'm reminded that Stonehenge isn't just an ancient ruin; it's a living, breathing landmark that constantly changes how we interact with it.
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