Looking back over time, it is surprising to find the number of occasions major changes have been sparked by a wave or some insignificant serendipitous event. Back to 1964 My old fashioned grammar school was unceremoniously merged with a large secondary school to...
In 2017, my wife Marike and I were invited to an anniversary party of a friend. I was going to wave that night, I just didn’t know it yet. Our friend hired a local rock band to play some songs, to make everybody dance and have good fun. Indeed, we had good fun, very...
I have waved many times in my life, with varying success. Almost always these waves are a result of money worries, having been a self-employed artist for the majority of my life. I chose this road and it offers up an exciting life, but not without it’s stresses and...
In 1993, I was living in a wee flat on Lothian Road in Edinburgh photographing Scottish theatre & contemporary dance companies for a living. One evening I sat and wrote a letter to the photo editor of my favourite magazine, THE FACE. I kept it simple. I introduced...
I have so many “moments” that I’m spoiled for choice. I first noticed the truth of those glib, motivational-type aphorisms, the ones like “I’ve noticed that the more I believe in myself, the luckier I become” or something equally nauseating, so long ago that I stopped...
