Tag: Alexander Giles


  • Through the Monochrome Lens: Reflections on Black + White Photography Magazine Issue 301 (Review)

    There’s a certain comfort, a familiar embrace, in the world rendered without colour. Perhaps it’s the way it strips away the superfluous, forcing the eye to engage with form, texture, and the subtle dance of light and shadow in its purest form. For me, black and white photography has always been a foundational love, a…

  • Early Street Photography (1860s onwards)

    By the mid-1800s, photography had already carved out its place, snapping stiff portraits, cataloguing plants, mapping far off lands. But around the 1860s, something fresh sparked in the crowded, buzzing streets of growing cities. Early street photography was born, turning the lens loose on the wild, messy pulse of urban life. This wasn’t about posed…

  • Heavenly Arms by Reuben Radding for Red Hook Editions (Review)

    Reuben Radding’s “Heavenly Arms,” published by Red Hook Editions, is a book that resists easy categorization. It’s a collection born from a decade of wandering city streets, a search for what Radding calls “the musicality of American life, the scent of human connection and conflict.” And in its sprawling, often enigmatic tapestry of images, it…

  • East St Clement’s Church Revisited: Sunlight on Stone (Part Two)

    The promise, whispered in the fading light of my first, somewhat ill-prepared visit to East St Clement’s, has been kept. The return journey to the heart of Footdee, camera bag heavier this time with both digital and the more considered weight of my film apparatus, unfolded under a sky washed with the purest April blue.…

  • Diana Markosian: Father for Aperture – The Shared Language of Loss (Review)

    Diana Markosian’s “Father”, presented by Aperture, has settled within me like a quiet ache, a profound meditation on the fractured landscape of family, the enduring weight of loss, and the fragile, often stumbling journey towards reconnection. I spent a good portion of yesterday afternoon with it, the spring sunshine warming my back as my wife…

  • The Social Document (Late 1800s onwards)

    Photography, since its emergence, has served myriad purposes, capturing likenesses, chronicling conflicts, and aiding scientific inquiry. Yet, from the late 19th century onwards, a distinct and vital role began to solidify that of the social document. As the world underwent profound shifts driven by rapid industrialisation and burgeoning urban centres, a new breed of photographer…

  • East St Clement’s Church: A Reckless First Glance and the Promise of Deeper Understanding (Part One)

    East St Clement’s Church. The name itself has a familiar ring, another steadfast landmark woven into the rich tapestry of Aberdeen’s history. Like St Fittick’s, it’s a place I’ve driven past countless times taking the family to codnas or cinema, a fleeting presence on the periphery of my daily routes. Nestled within the unique community…

  • Patrick Dougherty | James Florio: Sticks for Radius Books (Review)

    Every once in a while, a book comes along that isn’t just a collection of images but an experience in itself. Sticks by Patrick Dougherty and James Florio is one of those books. A massive, heavy tome with a presence as striking as the sculptures it documents. The hardcover alone feels monumental, solid, weighty, the…

  • Outdoor Photography Issue 316: Finding Meaning Through the Lense (Review)

    Picking up Outdoor Photography issue 316, I wasn’t just looking for beautiful images, I was searching for stories, for deeper emotional connections, for the kind of photography that lingers in your mind long after you close the magazine. What I found was a collection of photographers who, in their own ways, are all striving to…

  • St Fittick’s Church: A Visit Without a Plan and a Lesson Learned for Echoes of the Past (Part One)

    St Fittick’s Church is the kind of place that lingers in the background of your mind, a half-forgotten relic standing quiet in a field in Torry near the golf course and new harbour, caught between the past and the slow creep of Aberdeen’s industrial sprawl. It’s been there for centuries, weathered by time, its stone…

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