2013

A sun and a moon. A blink of an eye again.

In twelve months it is inconceivable where our feet fall. Mine have covered some ground. My shoes, the aged reliquarys of adventure, are always at the frontier of my expeditions. They are retired with grace and ceremony as the months wear them away. Parting with them, in their gait warped state, always brings a tugging reluctance. Twins of stability, accessory to my safe passage. Their silent companionship remains through the rain and frost of another year. They are seldom acknowledged for their service to how I see the world. But whatever I see through my camera, I wait for, on foot and on the street. 
Here at the end of a year when so many things have happened, the compulsion to remember the major events often obscures the beautiful phenomenon of three hundred days passing unmarked. On my travels, I have picked up milestones in pictures. An esoteric measurement of the seasons that I search out or capture in passing. I have no way of predicting what the next year has in store, what I do know is that I will keep searching in the street for reminders of life playing out, and that I will probably need new shoes.
Happy new year.
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Creative Edinbirthday!

With festivity and jubilation coming from every pore at the moment, I couldn’t think of a better post to talk about good old fashioned celebration. Last month long standing client, awesome group of individuals and good friends Creative Edinburgh celebrated their 2nd birthday. Apart from the successful championing and encouraging of a tidalwave of local and creative endeavors, the last two years saw both Janine and Lynsey co-direct the organisation together. The birthday doubled as a farewell for Lynsey as she moves on to new pastures in London.

Working as an independent creative, I am always really interested in collaborations. A big believer in 1+1=3, partners, companions, accomplices, double acts and duos are always inspiring, especially when they work really well. No exception to this synergy are J&L who at once compliment each other perfectly yet are mirror opposites. Before the Birthday showdown and awards, I asked to take their portrait as a memento of a cherished time in their careers. The end of a year is always an odd old thing. It is almost a deadline, a fulcrum of change in the closing days of the year. There are departures and arrivals all around at the moment, as they will continue. So it is important for me to salute, while everyone is too hard at work to notice, a brilliant working partnership.

I also produced this whistlestop video of the rest of the night that I love. If chaos and cake are your thing, check it out below!


Creative Edinburgh Awards & 2nd Birthday Party from Creative Edinburgh on Vimeo.

BACK FROM THE LAB

Another blast from the past. Every time I collect new film I am stopped in my tracks. Every time a reminder of what this whole thing is about. Photography for me is still learning, still my main mode of discovery.

Over the last few months I have made lamentable starts at writing posts to apologise for the blog silence and account for the dip in updates. Really tragic writing actually. Some great apologia,and in the end I don’t even have room for photos. In reality, it turns out, I’ve not had the time or the enthusiasm to write about what I work hard and enthusiastically at all week. This ol’ blog has always been an archivist and diary to my heady, chaotic activity. But by the time I sit down to sift through my thoughts on a project, I have already moved on to the next two. Of the things I should always be writing about, is photography’s great brotherly companionship showing us how to keep exploring. Not specific to any camera, or any format, the very act is still universally thrilling.

So hey! I am once again drawn back to earth. Not the commissions or work that I finished in the last two weeks, but small iridescent rectangles of emulsion that I shoot at important points on my search for new ideas. They document and promise nothing but humble, forgettable microseconds in my own travels. There are no stories, nothing to sell.What is here in these rolls, are the beginnings of a documenting of Glasgow’s Southside. Something, I hope in time, I will talk a lot more about. Here is a place I am drawn to like gravity. Its latent, hidden colour and personality are heralding an adventure. For now, film still has a place at my side.

Irn Bru

Govanhill Demolition, Glasgow

Govan Demolition, Glasgow

Luminate 2013

Winter isn’t exactly renowned for its festival abundance in the city of festivals, except, of course, for that one. So as October draws to a close again, a satisfied man, I figuratively hang up my festival hat for the year. The last month saw me working again with Luminate, Scotland’s creative ageing festival, on a programme of events that spanned the regions of Scotland. Performances, workshops, classes, discussions and fairs on subjects from cinema to historical research through to poetry and contemporary art. The umbrella of ‘creative’ is straight-away a broad one.

So too is the handle of ‘ageing.’ I captured a selection of events from the programme and both audiences and participants ranged hugely in years. Nothing in the events were exclusive to older generations, and none of the issues and themes across the works were unique to them either. My assumptions were certainly bruised. New ideas and new technology go through the same processes with older as they do younger. Broad mindedness doesn’t fall out of style as you grow, it’s human nature to search for new means of expression and hidden creative outlets.

From the small moments I shared with the different groups, I realsised ageing is something we all have in common. And not, to contradict popular consensus, necessarily a parallel of maturity.

Underpass Mural in Livingston

Stone Carving Workshop at the Burrell Collection, Glasgow

24 Carat Gold performance at Dancebass, Edinburgh

Open Mic Night at Glad Cafe, Glasgow

Poetry Slam at Ghillie Dhu, Edinburgh

Music Workshop at Howden Park Centre, Livingston

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D U O

Finally finally, NEW work.
Last Friday, The Photographers Collective opened the doors on their annual exhibition, Collection 3, to a busy and earnest reception. Growing and expanding year on, this year they invited 3 photographers to showcase their work alongside them for their show. Earlier this year I was asked along and, only too flattered, set the wheels in motion to curate or shoot a new body of work for October.
D U O is what emerged from 2 years of colour film work from my small travels. Researching which project to hang for the Collection, I was in a new position. I had the opportunity to publish new work that had yet to be given a name, but I wanted something to engage with the exhibition as a whole. It has emerged nevertheless from small conspiracies. My relationship with travelling is intrinsically rooted in film in favour of digital, which I have written about already here and here. A growing archive of overlapping themes and styles from different countries has blossomed into this small study in unity.

The exhibition is open until Friday in Out Of The Blue, Dalmeny Street. An extended edit of the project is below for those who can’t make the show. If it was me though I wouldn’t need a reason to get my red gallery troosers out, come one come all.

In Time O’ Strife

I feel pretty grateful to hold this document in my hands. A playtext, precious on two counts. Firstly, In Time O’ Strife, the latest production from NTS. Its genesis in the writings of Joe Corrie, a beautiful but largely obscure Fife poet and playwright. “Obscure” may be an unjust description of this striking and humbling career, but it does hint at the ephemeral coincidence and fortunes that brought his writings back to the stage in 2013. A reminder that some of the most brilliant works spend a lifetime on the verge of never happening.

Secondly, this is my first published playtext. With images from my shoot with the company during rehearsals, the script becomes a more immersive medium to get lost in Corrie’s writing. I was sat front row centre last week for the opening of the production’s short run. A brave seat choice, as Joe Corrie’s words crystallised before us into a thunderous and emotional wave of stark, politicised energy. But gratitude remained as the smoke and lights cleared. To have worked on something so unintentionally evasive enjoy only a fleeting run. It felt that history was being made and remade on a torrential October night in Kirkcaldy.

In Time O' Strife Cast - Hannah Donaldson, Ewan Stewart, Tom McGovern, Vicki Manderson, Paul Tinto, Owen Whitelaw, Anita Vettesse - eoin carey photography
Hannah Donaldson, Ewan Stewart, Tom McGovern, Vicki Manderson, Paul Tinto, Owen Whitelaw, Anita Vettesse

Ewan Stewart as Jock - eoin carey photography
Ewan Stewart as Jock

Ewan Stewart and Anita Vettesse

Anita Vetesse as Jean - eoin carey photography
Anita Vetesse as Jean

Ewan Stewart as Jock
Owen Whitelaw and Hannah Donaldson
Owen Whitelaw and Hannah Donaldson

Hannah Donaldson as Jenny - eoin carey photography
Hannah Donaldson as Jenny

Owen Whitelaw as Wull Baxter
Owen Whitelaw as Wull Baxter

Paul Tinto as Bob - eoin carey photography
Paul Tinto as Bob

Vicki Manderson as Kate - eoin carey photography
Vicki Manderson as Kate

Tom McGovern as Tam - eoin carey photography
Tom McGovern as Tam

Jennifer Reeve - eoin carey photography
Jennifer Reeve

MJ McCarthy, Jennifer Reeve, Johnny Scott, Adam John Scott - In Time O' Strife Band
MJ McCarthy, Jennifer Reeve, Johnny Scott, Adam John Scott

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Tara 2

Not long ago, I talked about meeting someone for the first time. The most interesting element of our introduction was solely to produce a photograph. That was the original idea anyway, part of a project involving 50 photographers to take a portrait of a writer from the Traverse Theatre’s 50th Anniversary new writing scheme. Since our appointment by Marc and Alex at Writer Pictures, me and Tara, have moved from strangers, to collaborators, to friends. We took to the project straight off the blocks and a few months later, after the exchange of a lot of very strong and very amusing ideas, we finished our assignment.

We didn’t make work easy for ourselves though as we settled on an idea that wasn’t straightforward or conventional. On top of that, Tara lives in Dublin so the chances to meet up and thrash out suggestions were thin on the ground. Still, it made her brief and busy trips incredibly productive, and we moved forward in sync with our ideas. I love her writing, and feel so lucky that it is threaded with subtle visual cues. The chance to meet in a collaboration is so important to me, on one visit I risked passing on my glandular fever for the chance for a brief, feverish, catch-up.

Me and Tara’s portrait will be exhibited at the Traverse on the 21st of October along with the 49 other portraits by a photographic roster that spans the UK. To say I’m looking forward to it is an understatement. But I am excited about sharing the pride of the finished work with another person, someone equally as excited.

Stay tuned..

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CHVRCHES

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I shot CHVRCHES for this month’s cover of The Skinny
We all deserve a hardy pat on the back for this one: turning a blustery, overcast Glasgow evening into an awesome colourful set of images. 
And Heckle of the Year goes to sweaty jogger guy from about a mile away with: “…X-FACTOR.”
Glasgow, you never disappoint.
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CHVRCHES:  Lauren Mayberry, Iain Cook, Martin Doherty

eoin carey, Glasgow Science Centre

eoin carey, Glasgow Science Centre

eoin carey, Glasgow Science Centre

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Insider’s Guide to Edinburgh

For all you jet-setters this month, check out my profile feature on Edinburgh for Aer Lingus’s CARA magazine. Photos AND text. Get me!

Huge credit to Albie for my portrait. Thank you to all the featured companies for their help (and for being awesome)

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Festival Close – Up

August. 

The Eight Month. Autumn’s Doormat. The Lion’s Cape.
Call it what you will, it is still home to the biggest Arts festival event in the world, and it kicks off tomorrow on terra firma in Edinburgh. As part of the ubiquitous frenzy, I am ready to cast off my reservations and throw myself into it fully. I will be in town and on the hoof for the month again, between assignments and festivities. I will be, as ever, drowning in images as the month progresses so to relieve the image build-up, everyday I will be posting a 
Tune in on Twitter and Facebook to see what is crammed into my lens on the front lines over the next 31 days. No two Augusts are ever the same, I won’t even speculate what the month has in store…
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