Yes, Yes, Yes!

Every year I spend out on the High Street during the Fringe. The same thing happens to me.

Photos I take are always for myself. Photography for me has been about images I like.

From the first shot I fire till the last shot of the Fringe. They are my chosen pictures.

I see them printed and you think "Ok, could have done better."

Then on one day it happens. Everything falls into place. Everything I see, everything I photograph is exactly what I want.


"A Servant and Two Masters," were standing on one of the stages, making a tableau of people.
I moved in close started looking at the shapes and colours their costumes and make-up made. I had not been feeling too well so I didn't have all my kit out with me. I just started taking photos, the hairs on the back of my neck stood up. My pulse started racing. Yes, yes,yes.

I stormed off punching the air and chanting "yes, yes, yes!"

From that moment on everything had changed. I'd found my "eye."

About fifteen, twenty minutes later I arrived back at the "A Servant and Two Masters group,"

I ran up and thanked them. They probably thought I was mad. They are probably right.

The next morning still not feeling 100% I set out again lightly armed. Having got to know as many people over the first week and a bit I could "annoy" them a little more. So all I had was my portrait lens. Wandering around to the street performers portacabin where they keep their stuff I found John sitting relaxing in the sun. Said "Morning, hows it going."
"OK, been a bit quiet."
Then I picked up my camera and asked if he'd mind me getting a quick shot.
He had been holding a pack of cards, he fanned them quickly.
I took my shot. Headed off to grab a coffee.