Some people view photography as a realist medium, a means of faithfully recording the world as it is.  All photography, however, even the most realist forms such as photojournalism, necessarily distorts, remakes, is partial, frames the image from a certain perspective, tells a particular story. In my photography, I see ‘fidelity’, in so far as it has any meaning, as capturing a particular mood or sense or idea evoked by a place or a moment or a phenomenon, rather than representing reality ‘as it is’. It’s one reason I am drawn to minimalist photography. Minimalism strips an image to its basics, more abstract than representative, but while also attempting to capture, in a few brush strokes, as it were, of colour and form, that mood or sense or idea. I’ve been sorting out my archives, as I’m remaking my photographic website Light Infusion, and so I’ve pulled out some of my favourite minimalist photos from over the years.

First light over Uluru

Sunset on the Opera House

Bird in a Rothko

Mount Field in a mist

Fishing boats in a Jaffna mist

Wreck on Dungeness beach

On Saunton Sands

Winter tree

Blackbird in a blue mist

The Big Apple bejewelled

City high rise

Waves of London’s Olympic swimming pool

Millennium Bridge in the Tyne

Bridge over the Limehouse Cut

Brutal on London’s Southbank

Concrete and moon

Moon and bridge

Lip

Head

Blowing in the wind

Cello

Berlin’s Jewish Museum