Hometownseries

This body of work comes from a quieter place — not just geographically, but emotionally. I started the Hometown Series around ten years ago, without a clear plan or project in mind. I was just photographing what felt familiar: the fields, the buildings, the small textures of life in Lincolnshire. Looking back now, I think I was trying to make sense of where I came from, even if I didn’t realise it at the time.

There’s no big concept behind this work — no statement I’m trying to make. These are just fragments. Scenes that stuck with me. A broken window, a rusted shed, a wide open sky with too much space to fill. They’re simple moments, but I think there’s something underneath them — maybe a kind of personal archaeology. Not nostalgia exactly, but something softer. Something slower.

At the time, I didn’t really see these photos as a "series." They were just images I felt drawn to. But revisiting them now, I can see certain threads — a sense of distance, stillness, and the kind of emptiness that only rural places can hold. I was shooting with instinct more than intention, and the meaning has only started to surface much later.

If I had to describe the feeling behind these photos, I’d say it’s about memory that lingers in places. Not specific memories — just that residual sense of growing up somewhere, and how that environment quietly shapes you. The land, the weather, the way the light falls on certain buildings — all of it stays with you, even after you leave.

I’ve always found it difficult to define what my photography is “about.” I tend to follow whatever resonates with me, and I only begin to understand it after some time has passed. That’s very much the case here. These images don’t try to explain anything — they just hold a certain mood, a way of seeing the place that raised me.

I don’t know if the Hometown Series is finished, or if I’ll keep adding to it in years to come. Maybe it’s something that stays open — a quiet thread that I’ll keep returning to whenever I feel the pull. Either way, I’m glad these images exist. They feel honest. And that’s enough for now.