In 1957, Richard Mason, a UK writer came to Wan Chai in need of inspiration. He checked into the Luk Kwok Hotel in Gloucester Road, Wan Chai. This hotel became the Nam Kok hotel in his famous novel The World of Suzy Wong.

One of my best selling prints is this one of Connaught Road, Wan Chai, Hong Kong. Its about a 5 seconds exposure taken at around 10 p.m. looking towards Causeway Bay. To the right of this image are the bars and clubs of Wan Chai such as Joe Bananas, Dusk till dawn, Coyotes, Carnegies and Mes Amis. Whilst not as seedy as Mason’s description, Wan Chai, particularly after dark, still still retains a whiff of insalubriousness.

The picture captures the dynamicism of Wan Chai well, I think. Of course half a century ago, this shot would not have been possible on account of the fact that I standing here on land reclaimed from Victoria Harbour.

I have always been a fan of Ansel Adams. His landscape photography is truly awe inspiring. Whilst I know I’m certainly no Ansel Adams, this photograph is inspired by him. The photograph was taken close to where I live. I loved the shadows in the rock formation and with an red filter, the contrast gives the image a beautiful tonal quality that looks fantastic in print. Of course, Adams used his famous zone system when shooting pictures. This system was a highly technical way of working that Adams perfected and championed through the 1930s. I don’t think I have the patience to follow this technique in its entiriety.

‘I hope that my work will encourage self expression in others and stimulate the search for beauty and creative excitement in the great world around us’ – Ansel Adams

2005. I took a trip down to Snowdon in North Wales. At an altitude of 1,085 m (3,560 ft) above sea level, the peak is the highest peak in Wales. I think I remember reading somewhere that Snowdon has the wettest altitude of anywhere in the UK but during my visit, the skies were blue and the sun shone.  I could be wrong here but I think Snowdon is the peak to the right of this picture.

The Moulin Rouge, Paris. The area around here is called Pigalle and unsurprisingly was full of slightly lascivious bars and clubs. On the street, con men masquerading as street performers worked the crowds some of whom were in on the act.

Got up this morning early and had sold a number of prints to Canada. This part of the world seems to like me at the moment although I can’t think why! Some of the images sold are shown below.