I'm a bit obsessed by Portuguese photographer Henri Prestes. I'm hugely honoured he was up for FRAHM showing his work.
He's my current favourite (I'm sure this will eventually change, as it's nice to drift into new favourites, or I think we stagnate creatively) photographer and someone who's work really goes straight to the centre of my soul/personality/circuits.
I've read that Henri's work is disturbing and weird. To me it is deeply comforting and I feel at home in those scenes.
They are how I see the world - Tough & Beautiful: The snowstorm is harsh but gorgeous. The ramshackle house is all the more special for it. The wind howling makes us feel more alive.
I often ride my bike at night, even more at twilight, and I'm a huge fan of going out in lightning storms, fog... Anything intense and wondrous... tough, beautiful.
It's the wonder, the beauty, but also the unsaid and imaginative that I love.
Henri goes out at night, to lonely places in poor weather, seeking a painterly image through long exposures. Often there is artificial light permeating a landscape - fog, rain & snow help diffuse colour and drama. Colours are then adjusted in post-production.
You can see more of his work here and you can buy limited edition prints there too. My wife gave me the last image in the series below. I plan to own more.
Enjoy your jacket Henri. Thank you so much, Nick.
When it's all gone to shit, ask yourself..
Does it really matter? Really?
Part one - the genesis of our thermal range.
Part two - detail & comparison.
You've never seen most of the jackets I wear...
How do I go about improving on good, to great? What's my thought process?