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Off the wall

Hello everyone. Nick here, standing in while Frances heads South for a few days. I’m afraid I don’t have cute animal photos to share today, but instead will tell you about an exhibition I held recently.

My agent, Emma, lives in Oxfordshire and had decided to open up her front room as an art gallery for Oxfordshire Artweeks. She got in touch about exhibiting some of my photos too, so I had a selection printed and mounted, with some of them framed, and put them up for sale in the exhibition.

The green photo on the wall is an aerial photo I took in Iceland in 2013. It’s been very popular on my various social media sites and I sold it during the exhibition.

The house looked amazing with art from various artists all over every available space. Screen printed landscapes competed with abstract giclee prints and perspex art and there might have been the occasional photograph too.

Apart from the hung artwork, there was a rack full of unframed art that visitors could browse through at their leisure.

Hidden in this rack was a sunset photo I took on Lewis and Harris that sold on the second day. You might recognise it if you’ve been paying attention!

I’ve been taking a lot of black and white photographs of London’s modern and probably less famous architecture of late, and it was these photographs that made Emma interested in exhibiting my work at the exhibition in the first place. Above the mantelpiece was a photo of a car park behind Oxford street

And in the corner by a green pineapple lamp was ‘Weft’, a photo of an office building that recently appeared behind King’s Cross Station

We are hoping to have more exhibitions in the future. I really enjoyed talking to people about my work, and seeing how much people seemed to like it. And to thank you for reading this far, here’s a photo of Danny relaxing to keep you happy!


It’s not all black and white

You may have noticed some of my photos from Iceland are in black and white. There is a valid reason for this.

When I went in 2009, a friend of mine challenged me to shoot exclusively in B&W. This was a good thing – it took me out of my comfort zone, and forced me to look at photography in a new way. A lot of black and white images are created when the colour image is considered not ‘good enough’ and converting it is seen as a way to improve it. However when you think about black and white before firing the shutter, it does change your approach to photography.

Iceland is full of contrasts – white snow on black volcanic rock; smooth glassy water and rough landscapes, the old ‘fire and ice’ label is much trotted out but is also apt when you consider the geothermal heat just below the surface in places. Shooting in black and white serves to enhance these contrasts and introduces one of its own (black vs white).

Here is a selection of some of my favourite monochrome images from that trip. You can see more (and buy prints) at nickminers.com/svart_hvit, and if any of you are in the area, you can see some of them on display at the Harris + Hoole café in Rickmansworth High Street.

Click on the images to view full size.

Church at Prestbakki

Church at Prestbakki

Shelter in Steingrimsfjarðarheiði

Shelter in Steingrimsfjarðarheiði

Skull at Ísafjörður fjord

Skull at Ísafjörður fjord

Drying fish at Önundarfjörðut

Drying fish at Önundarfjörður

Wave breaking at Öndverðarnes

Wave breaking at Öndverðarnes

Puffin on the cliffs at Látrabjarg

Puffin on the cliffs at Látrabjarg

A lighthouse at sunset, Patreksfjörður

A lighthouse at sunset, Patreksfjörður

The stroke of midnight, Patreksfjörður

The stroke of midnight, Patreksfjörður

Horses on demand

As I mentioned yesterday, I’m rather fond of Iceland, and, yes, the horses, the lack of which in my post some of you noted. So here is a selection of Icelandic horses from my various jaunts up north…

First up, from a tour of the Icelandic ring road in 2007, these chaps/ladies were ignoring the snow and the cold and just being generally waaay too cool.

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I returned a few years later with my family, and headed to the Western Fjords in the extreme north west of Iceland. At Hrutafjörður, where the road to the Western Fjords leaves the main ring road, these guys needed a bit of persuading that we were friendly…

_MG_1624…but I eventually got their confidence and one even posed like a supermodel.

The leader of the herd, with whom I’d had a chat to arrange the shoot beforehand, kept a close eye on me throughout…


On a visit in February last year, something in the snow brought the poser out in the locals…


Who weren’t even bothered by a bit of rain


Of course the horses share Iceland with their feathered friends, the puffins, who are just as good at posing.


I mean, yeah, you can catch sand-eels in your beak, but can you tölt?



Hello Shetland fans! Now that Frances has gone for her operation she has handed the reins over to me to do my best to keep you interested while she is away. Living, as I do, 600 miles from Shetland, I am unable to regale you with anecdotes of animal related antics in the same way your regular hostess has done in the past, but as a photographer with a fondness for Iceland, there may be something of interest I can share with you.

My most recent visit to Iceland was for the Iceland Airwaves festival in October/November 2012, where I was photographing for The 405, a young but increasingly popular music website with whom I cut my teeth as a music photographer during 2011 before deciding to concentrate on more commercial photography.

We arrived to scenes of calm seas and snowy mountains.


Before paying a visit to the smallest venue in town


In the evening, a selection of local bands were playing at a much larger venue where, in typical crazy Icelandic style, one of the bands (called Prinspóló) handed out paper hats to the crowd:


Before being followed by Sin Fang and their unusual home-made effects boxes:


Rounding off the night were FM Belfast (who are not a radio station and are not from Northern Ireland) who finished their set, as they always do, in their underwear:


Working the crowd into a frenzy as they went


However, the reason I’m telling you all this is that on the Sunday after the festival, after the Epic Wind of Death blew through town, lifting people off their feet and generally causing chaos throughout the city of Reykjavík, the weather miraculously cleared and I was able to hire a small Cessna and pilot to fly over some of Iceland’s stunning landscapes.

I arrived at the airport beneath clear blue skies:


…before being shown to our carriage:


..which needed a quick top-up:


It wasn’t long before we were airborne, over lava fields:


… cracks in the earth (this particular one is the plate boundary between Europe and North America):

Holidaying on the edge

… frozen islands:


… and ribbons of meltwater from a nearby glacier:


An extinct volcano was a breathtaking sight:


… while, further south, a glacial river made abstract shapes across the barren landscape:


… before flowing into the North Atlantic ocean.


On the approach back to Reykjavík I got one last look at the mountains to the south west.


If I weren’t planning to do it again, for longer and further afield, I would have described it as a once-in-a-lifetime experience, however it only served to further fuel my hunger for more and now I just need to wait for the time, and the funds, to return.

Thanks for reading – I will try to keep up Frances’s rate of posting as best I can.


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