Early in the mornings on leaving my bedroom, if it was sunny outside, I was fascinated to see a small image that regularly appeared on the wall in the passageway directly opposite the dining room door. Keyhole-shaped and upside down, it was a perfectly-focused and exact image of our damson orchard and barn as seen through the Georgian windows (and half-net curtain) of the dining room. I ran into the kitchen and tugged on my grandfather’s sleeve in excitement. It was 1962 and I was 5 years old. It was over a decade later that I identified this as a genuine camera obscura image projected four feet from the keyhole onto the wall in the passageway; a darkened chamber when the door was shut. Quite by chance, the angle of the bright sunlight and a gap of fifteen feet from the window to the door meant that the keyhole acted as a lens. I photographed it once I had the skills and equipment to do so.
This camera obscura was the inspiration that led to my life ‘With Photography’.