In the spotlight

Saturday, 21 November 2009 | |

"Spotlight" by Jo Bradford

An image form the SimPress exercise I have just been on with MA Students in International Journalism and the Royal Marines.  Here the simulated press interview a Dutch Marine about the situation at a vehicle check point.

the submariner

Friday, 20 November 2009 | |

the submariner, originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

Barbados, 122 feet below sea level and slowly descending.  Through the fore window here on the bridge, you can see the coral encrusted sea bed shelving away gradually in front of us as we dive.

Let it ride

Monday, 2 November 2009 | |

Originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

Eastar TLR

Tuesday, 20 October 2009 | |

Eastar TLR, originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

My favourite model, Stephanie, holding one of my favourite cameras... 

I forget how much I enjoy working in good old black and white.... it was a pleasure working on this one in my darkroom, whichI usually use for more complex colour work, it was a simple pleasure to indulge in the simplicity of monochrome, what's not to love about an afternoon spent dodging and burning in the dark?


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cymbeline, originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

Claws and contentment

Tuesday, 13 October 2009 | |

Originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

(An archive shot from my Sloth Bear film and photostory)

Being this close to those claws sets your pulse racing, but I felt confident in our proximity as I know this big guy was pretty relaxed.  When a sloth bear is content, particularly after a meal, it will lay down somewhere quiet, and start to knit its claws together and snuffle into it's paws. Soon it's starts to make a soothing repetitive sound, known as Bear Song, rather like a lullaby, it is believed to aid the bears digestive process.


Sunday, 11 October 2009 | |

fox cub, originally uploaded by Jo Bradford.

I spotted a huge rabbit warren in the woods and thought that with a bit of patience a stoat may turn up as there were stoat tracks on the ground all around.  So I was sitting around in the bushes with my camera (a surprisingly common activity for me), thinking about moving (I had been sitting totally still for a few hours by now), when I heard a rustling in the clearing to my side, and looked across to see this little guy watching me, I had to move my lens round painfully slowly so as not to startle him, but he obligingly waited for me to get a single shot before he got up and walked off.