Tim Booth Photography
You can see a broader collection of my work on www.timbooth.com. Digital rocks, though I won't be happy until it can match a good piece of 10x8 film.
I take photographs of the world around me mostly concentrating on people and of course their hands, but I'm not too fussy. I've fully embraced the digital age and the only film cameras I have left are my first Nikon F2 and my father's old Rolleflex. I love the fact that I'm no longer pouring ghastly chemicals down the drain of my darkroom out into the world.
Wave birds? Nazaré yesterday. My dad would be 100 today. Bizarre feeling. Time’s screwy.
Barracuda Lake. 🇵🇭
Dewy morning, very much looking forward to the weather improving!
Is it just me who reads the instructions, and throws them away knowing full well I didn’t take any of in at all.
Last one of the season, real blast from the past; The Waterboys, The Proclaimers, Primal Scream, Suede, The Indigo Girls. Polar opposite of Boomtown, variety is the…
Besides taking this iPhone pic of two of my fellow thespians at Boomtown this year, it was nice to not get my camera out at all all festival and to do something new.
Lovely time shooting NCCA students the other day. A talented lot.
Catapult with .mrns for C I R C U S.
Another from the first year NCCA students, this time Dani with a very innovative straps concept. .mrns
Back to some circus images for a change. Shot this last week at the NCCA in London with 'Bendy'. A first year Circus artist with the most amazing body consciousness. They moved and held themselves so beautifully. Question for you, normally titles for images come to me instantly, but I'm a little stuck. Would welcome some suggestions from any of you who know my work. :)
Three days, 140 circus images, not knackering at all…. :)
Cat Stevens getting everyone singing.
Up in the highlands of Laos (a favourite spot) this wonderful old woman desperately trying not to smile for the camera.
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Up in the mountains of Laos again with those wonderful people. Cheeky as a chipmunk this one :)
Of course being black and white you can't see the sheer pinkness of this fabulous face from the pink city, Jaipur, but with a face and moustache like that, who needs colour?
Another wonderfully scrunchy face from Jaipur
I was in the NWFP up near the Afghan border back in the 90's and bumped into this guy up some hillside or other, had a face carved from walnut and a thousand yard stare I couldn't resist.
Heading north on the Columbo Express I hung out of the door to snap this guy peeking at me.
This!!
The fisherman was actually very grinny, but was intent on looking intent when I asked if I could shoot his portrait, which actually kind of worked.
Taking the train down from Ella I spotted this guy at the end of the carriage, thought he had the perfect bemused turtle look about him.
Probably would have looked lot better if I'd waited for him to light it, but then I would have lost the moment, ho hum.
This guy was wandering along in the middle of the road in Sri Lanka causing a fair amount of traffic mayhem (though the traffic is always fairly chaotic). I never managed to find out if he was a local 'wise man' which was a shame as he definitely had a story hidden away on his voluminous beard.
Through a glass darkly. This woman's cataracts had drawn her horizons so close that she seemed to live in a silent world all of her own. Shot on the south coast of Sri Lanka.
Up to our necks in mosquitos in Arugam Bay in eastern Sri Lanka we decided so copy the idea of the property's gardener and wrapped scarves round our heads. Worked surprisingly well and despite his expression, he thought it was pretty funny too.
I went down to Marrissa harbour in southern Sri Lanka at dawn to check out the fish market and was more than a little surprised to see Lee Van Cleef selling tuna. Who'd have thought...
Moving south to Sri Lanka, this guy had a tiny stall bristling with old watches, cameras, small engines and sewing machines, all of which he was busy repairing. A proper fixer, no doubt why he needed his custom built astonishing glasses.
The Long Way Home... Time to leave Devi Ghar, I'm always so in awe of the distances those with no transport have to walk for the simplest of things. Collecting water, firewood or simply going to buy food, often involves walking many miles in poorly made sandals over rough ground. We really have no idea.
I'd love to have spent longer in Devi Ghar, such a beautiful and peaceful place and with more to photograph than I could possibly cover in our fleeting visit. Just walking to and from the laundry spot for the village every morning was a treat.
Our Story
I take photographs of the world around me, concentrating mostly on people and landscape, but if it catches my eye I’ll shoot it whatever it is, but I'm not too fussy. I've fully embraced the digital age and the only film cameras I have left are my first Nikon F2 and my father's old Rolleflex. I love the fact that I'm no longer pouring ghastly chemicals down the drain of my darkroom out into the world. Digital rocks, though I won't be happy until it can match a good piece of 10x8 film.