

WALKING GUN
FIELD SPORTS PHOTOGRAPHY

LAUGHING IN THE RAIN
A story about why photographs matter

I have always believed that the photographs I make should become more valuable with time rather than less. Every Walking Gun commission therefore creates a private photographic record of far more than simply what was shot or caught. It records the people who were there, the places, the weather, the dogs, the conversations and all the seemingly insignificant moments that so often become the important ones later.
For some clients those photographs also become a book, individually created as a permanent record of a day, a sporting weekend, a season or a much longer story. They are made to be handled, enjoyed and eventually passed on. The story that follows probably explains better than anything I could write about them why I believe that matters.
THE STORY BEHIND THE BOOK
This particular book records two final days in the field shared by a father and son. It began in a hallway in Kensington with polished boots, pressed tweeds and a full cartridge bag, and ended a few days later in the same hallway with wet clothes, muddy boots and the last of those cartridges gone.
What happened afterwards is why this particular book has come to mean rather more to me than any other I have produced.