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MyVision 2010 – Documentary Photography Workshop

Back from Brighton – and just about recovered a week later. My documentary assignment was revealed to me on the Monday morning, as expected, at 6am. I had had three hours sleep after sitting up until the early hours being a geek with fellow geeks talking about equipment and drinking that fizzy drink that gives you wings.

So I was to spend the next 48 hours photographing the ins and the outs of the number 12 bus which runs backwards and forwards from Brighton to Eastbourne, a two and a half hour round trip. I was told that many of the staff at MyVision regarded this as one of the hardest assignments, as it was so openended, and there was no obvious route to take (excuse the pun) with the story telling element. My aim was to produce a narrative, not just photograph what happened to occur in front of me.

Sitting on the bus that morning, as the rain tipped down outside and the passengers stumbled on and shuffled off, it became clear to me that as the only constant presence, the bus itself had to become the central character, and what it sees and how it is treated by its inhabitants each day as it silently moves through the landscape, would be the story.

I observed happy smiling passengers, mums with their kids, showy teenagers, old folk alone, with time to pass, and acute solitude. Melancholia became the underunning theme, all the passengers in their own world with their own burdens, collected together under the watchful eyes of the bus, which appears in the photographs as a blurred impartial onlooker, framing the passengers as they travel.

Spending two days photographing the general public was a daunting prospect, as the confines of the bus meant that I could not take a picture and disappear – so I had to either communicate and explain myself, or skulk like I have never skulked before. I did both. My work was critiqued without mercy by my team leader each night, both critiques ending somewhere around  5am. Both nights I didn’t sleep as the first bus left soon after.

It was an exhilarating, intimidating and rewarding project. I got to spend time with some amazing photographers and made some great friends. We got together on Wednesday night at Jamie Oliver’s restaurant to watch the slideshows that we had all produced from our assignments. A lot of emotion, and a massive demonstration of top class photography. I don’t think I even ate anything apart from some bread.

Have a look at the website: www.myvisionworkshop.com

Here are a few of my favourite shots from the assignment:

27/02/2010 - 18:10 Chris Taylor - Beautiful work Guy, I will never look at a bus the same way again.

BRIGHTON ROCK! MYVISION 2010

I am out of here for a few days, and off to Brighton for the first incarnation of MYVISION – a hardcore photojournalism workshop run by some of the most respected names in the business of shooting cutting edge documentary wedding photography. I was lucky enough to be chosen along with 19 other lambs to the slaughter for MyVision 2010 – the backbone of which is to undertake a two day assignment photographing…er…I’ll find out the morning of the shoot. It may be that my challenge is to shoot the inside of a ping pong ball in a narrative style for 48 hours, or spend two days on a maternity ward, or a jaunt with a grave digger perhaps. We shall see – all will be revealed on Monday morning.

Following our first day we will be subjected to a full on critique of our work until the early hours of the morning, with a view to going out and repeating the process the next day until we have completely nailed the assignment (a luxury you don’t get with a wedding of course, but a fantastic way to experiment and discover even better ways of getting great storytelling images). So 20 assignments being undertaken, 40 critiques, a full day of post production on Wednesday, culminating in an evening of slideshows, exhaustion, laughter and no doubt, some tears (and beers :) ).

A huge amount of effort has been put in by the organisers, and we are all looking forward to it immensely. I am constantly striving to improve, and although I reign supreme as the worlds greatest living wedding photographer (yes, I know, but it’s true, you ask my mum) I am looking forward to being dumped unceremoniously outside my comfort zone, with no fluffy dresses, yummy cakes or confetti to be seen – for a 4 day photographic armageddon that will chuck me out the other end, hopefully even more capable than I was when I went in.

Hmm what kind of picture can I follow that with????

Well – how about some hastily assembled random favourite documentary images from the archive?

Sarah & Crispin – Wedding Photography, The Gherkin 30/01/10

The Gherkin (hilariously nicknamed 30 St. Mary Axe, London EC3 by its denigrators) is a pretty amazing building into which to gain access, but if you are allowed up there to shoot pictures to your hearts content, The Gherkin is a dream. Wedding Photography has never been so much wide eyed fun.

Sarah & Crispin ordered a bright blue clearsky day and paid extra for the sunset which from the 39th floor of …30 St. Mary Axe (titter titter) was stunning. The service was also wonderful for many reasons.  The enigmatic Rev. Ross of St. Olave Hart Street let me quietly get on with my job, access all areas, while he gave a memorable and heartwarming address. I was happy to help when he asked me to grab a glass of water for Sarah mid-service, but when I got to the kitchen I could only find a coffee mug. That wasn’t going to look too classy in the pictures, thought I, and persevered. So Sarah if you are wondering why I took so long, I was zooming around the church kitchen like the proverbial blue bottomed fly looking for a bridalesque glass – which I eventually found. Sarah’s throat suffered a tad more than it should have for my fussiness, I fear :)