I am pleased to report that I have had four images selected to be shown in the 5 Plus 5 exhibitions which are to be held in both Madrid and Birmingham. Although I won’t be available to attend the exhibition opening in Madrid, I will be at the launch in Birmingham which opens in Spring 2015.
More details can be found Here.
As summer draws to a close I managed to make a final trip to Ukraine before the cold weather sets in. Those who have been here will know exactly what I mean. Hot to cold is almost like the flick of a light switch. Tanned legs switch to tights and sunglasses to scarfs.
With a cancelled flight cutting my trip short by two days, it made a short trip even shorter. So with no time to lose, I flew to Kiev then headed straight to Poltava by bus. A journey over 200 miles costing less than £5.
Arriving in Poltava, I spent much of my time mixing with locals and talking to them about the current situation in Ukraine. Naturally I remained objective and wanted to hear stories from both sides of the fence, but it was fairly unanimous. They told me that before the war, the city was split. Some classed themselves as being closer to Russia than Ukraine, others closer to Ukraine. And that was never a problem. But that all changed when Russia invaded. It was at that point that they told me that they ‘had‘ to make a choice.
Looking at all the blue and yellow around the city it was clear to see that that the majority sided with the Kiev government. They want to stay Ukrainian. In fact, there were no signs anywhere of pro Russian support.
As I left Poltava to head back to Kiev I really wanted to be heading further east to Kharkov where news was coming in of clashes between pro Russian and pro Ukrainian demonstrators on freedom square. I was gutted to be heading home.
It was two years ago when I took the image below and I remember the day well. My friend Dmitry and his girlfriend Masha took me to the air museum near Zhulhany Airport in Kiev.
We spent the day strolling around looking at the various forms of air transport. Many were Russian and I observed many families placing their kids in the aircraft no doubt telling them stories of old. You could tell that these vehicles were seen as something from the past.
Fast forward to today and look how things have changed. We’ve witnessed how the separatists in the East rely on Russian equipment, vehicles and weapons, even going as far as to remove decommissioned tanks from plinths and try to get them back into action again.
One can only be thankful that this museum is in Kiev. I can just imagine the rebels attempting to get a set of jump leads on this fine beauty below.
We’re all familiar with stereotypes. Race, religion, colour, gender..the list goes on. Whenever I meet someone for the first time and mention that I’ve been to working on projects in Ukraine I await the poorly executed Borat voice impression. This is then swiftly followed by an endless list of questions ranging from the mafia to human trafficking.
“56 years, 89 titles and a single story about Ukraine” is a research film that consists entirely of US movies scenes where Ukraine or anything Ukrainian is mentioned. This must have taken an absolute age to put together but it’s well the watch.
Working in Ukraine has never been more dangerous. In fact, sources state that Eastern Ukraine is the most dangerous place in the world for journalists at present. As you might expect, gaining access to cover events there has also become a challenge in itself for both photographers and journalists. Whether this be taking simple street portraits or filming footage of shootouts with rebel forces, you are in danger of being apprehended by either side, questioned and even detained.
The fact is, nothing in Ukraine is quite what it seems at the moment and those involved within the media are viewed with grave suspicion. There are so many ‘false flag’ incidents being reported on a daily basis with the largest arguably being the flight disaster of MH17 resulting in the death of almost 300 people. However, this only emphasises just how important it is for journalists and photographers to be able to go out there and tell the real story.
Last week I received a letter of accreditation enabling me to work in Ukraine, hopefully unchallenged. It’s by no means a ‘get out of jail’ card or a ‘go anywhere’ pass but it will help to explain what my intentions are.
For those interested, at present, the situation in the East looks a little something like the map below.
At the weekend I managed to get to the HUBBUK 2014 event. For those not in the know, the aim of HUBB is to inspire, inform and connect overland adventure travellers.
HUBB laid on a first class event with a huge presentation schedule, so camping out for the weekend was a great opportunity to test any equipment recently purchased and to mingle with like minded folk. There were many presentations taking place, but for me it had to be the one by Austin Vince that stood out amongst all others. He’s like a cross between the manager from the Phone Shop and Mr Gilbert from The Inbetweeners. He gives no ordinary talk. It’s like watching proper dry stand up comedy. Austin certainly knows how to keep an audience engaged and more importantly, transmit information in a language they understand.
Of course, my main reason for attending was to draw inspiration for my trip to Ukraine by motorcycle next year. Many there are seasoned travellers and this was an ideal opportunity to put the feelers out. I didn’t have to feel for long. Whilst attending a presentation I got talking to Rod Shaw. Rod seemed fascinated in my trip to Ukraine next year so hopefully we may be able to put some plans together between us.
So whilst basking in the sun with a beer in hand, I came across the legendary Ted Simon of Jupiter’s Travels fame. Ted’s wife is Ukrainian (coincidentally!) and his bike is now on display at the Coventry Transport Museum.
Like many photographers I hate spending hours in front of a computer screen. Trawling through numerous images till my eyes hurt I’d sooner be out in the real world interacting with people. But that’s just how it is these days. Hours shooting equals hours editing.
A few days ago I decided to look through some images from my last trip to Ukraine and came across this one below. I like it. I’m not sure why but I do. For those interested, it was taken on the street in Odessa, Ukraine.