Richard Heddington

A view on the world through clear glass and a slightly hazy mind.

With a love of confined dark spaces and a penchant for nasty chemicals, I spent many happy years locked in my darkroom specialising in fine art black and white printing. During the nineties, the inevitable happened and a lifetime of darkroom solitude was soon forgotten as I discovered the brightly lit world of digital imaging. I have rarely entered a darkroom since.

I was born in one of the great northern cities of the world, a place where the landscape is littered with symbols of its proud engineering heritage and the people have strange accents. The place to which I refer is Bristol. Not Northern in the true sense of the word, but to the people among whom I currently reside it may as well be the frozen tundra of the arctic. I now live in the South West of England, and while the general population may not exactly be Hobbits, it is a fact that many of them have been no further than the edge of the shire.

When not photographing, abroad, or in the studio, I can usually be found writing nonsense.

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