I started in 2014 with a borrowed body, one 50mm lens, and a Junkanoo parade I had absolutely no business trying to photograph. I underexposed nearly all of it. One frame survived — a drummer, mid-step, badly lit — and it still hangs in a hallway in Fox Hill, which tells you most of what I think about photography.
The kit has changed since. The approach hasn't. I don't run a shot list, I don't stack people into rows, and I don't ask anyone to do a thing twice. I get there early, I work out where the light is going to be in an hour, and then I stay out of the way until something happens. It always does — usually about ninety seconds after everyone has decided the moment is over.
The work splits about eight ways now — events, culture, people, fine art, entertainment, nature, travel and sport — but it is all the same job. Turn up early, find the light, and wait. Most of it happens on the out islands, which means tides, weather, mail boats and a great deal of standing around in the sun waiting for a race to start. I have come to like that part.