A hopeless box, filled with periods of blank despair in a world that is no more than a cascade of greys with a future that is grainy and uncertain. There seemed to be no recognition, and no hope of progress. That is how I saw my work and life in the first years of my career. The photographs reflect the feeling.

As with so many people leaving university I had had great hopes. The reality of work was tedium, shallow office relationships, criticism and a clarity that it would stay that way for a long time.

So much has been lost in the demands that everything must be colour.

Monochrome is a wonderfully forgiving medium for this style of photography. Vulgar colours are lost. If the weather is overcast, the light on people’s faces and buildings is more forgiving. And when the picture is hard, the contrast can be increased in the darkroom.

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