I've just been visiting 'Minutes' - a series of 60 second pieces which are, in the photographer's own words, 'shot as video with sound, but set up and framed as still photos. Sound is there to capture some of the ambiance along with each photo – the rain pattering on the window, distant police sirens, the muffled sound of the TV in the next room, whatever. And although the camera is fixed there will also be some movement in the image.'
How atmospheric and mesmeric each fragment is. Amazing detail amongst the roar that is the melange of sound that accompanies humanity's passage: traffic, sewage and electricity - joined by a whoop and a whisper, a rythmn, a pulse. And then those sights that pass unseen: the silver trickle of water in a gutter. A drip, and fall. Confusions of smoke and clouds.
I am now more than ever convinced that we miss so much in our race to get from A to B. While I'm not advocating that we should all gaze at a puddle with rapt attention for 60 seconds but maybe once in a while take the time to look at the small things. And listen too.