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As Im sat on top of the hill after just watching an amazing fireworks display I can't help feeling a little annoyed as i flick through the images on the back of my cameras LCD screen... I had an idea in mind that i wanted to capture the fireworks from above, normally everyone is on the ground when looking up at a firework display, I wanted to try get above the fireworks and look down at them, A shot i've never taken before. And lucky for me the Elan Valley aptly named for bei

Once over a car journey to some event or another, Sam told me - she’ll be thrilled I’m sharing this - that as a child, she was utterly convinced that the moment in The Wizard of Oz  when the screen changes from black and white to colour was literally the moment colour burst across the land. Bless her! Fast forward many decades, and this year we attended Welshpool’s annual 1940s weekend through our business, Mogwai Media. Anyone who knows me knows that my natural home (unlike

I think I speak for mostly every photographer when I say this: Instagram, at least for photos, feels dead. The app now seems dominated by stories and reels, while the traditional home feed barely gets a glance. That’s been a little sad for me, and also a little confusing. Photography is, at its heart, about sharing a moment. You hope someone else will see it and love it too. This year, I haven’t been out as much as I’d have liked—but perhaps that’s a blessing. On the occasion