Charles is a fine art architectural photographer, a self-taught long-exposure guru, a diving and hyperbaric medicine consultant specialist, a curator, a photographic history researcher and a quasi-writer. Oftentimes, he is also a keen diver, spelunking the depths of the oceans. He was born in a place very close to where he grew up and went to university very close to where he now lives, which is fairly close to where he grew up (it’s all in the fabled republic of Gozo, natch). He’s been taking pictures for just a few years now, 10 actually. He really does not care what he makes images with, as long as he gets to make images. He likes making imagery. With a Canon. Or a Nikon. But really, neither of them, as he now prefers proper Fuji GFX medium format.
Charles has won a couple of hundred awards (really). Almost none were for his photography (not really). He has won awards in the United States of A, France, the United Kingdom (united, post-Brexit, really?), and several others with equally brobdingnagian names. He has had several magazine articles written about him and his work, several covers, 45 books in his canon, and other narcissistic endeavours. His clients include world-renowned MOMIX, Alvin Ailey, American Ballet Theatre, the Bolshoi, Cirque du Soleil, and others who will be world-renowned. He has had numerous gallery shows of his work, and while less than a hundred, certainly, more than he can count on all his fingers and toes (of which he has, shock and awe, 20). He no longer dances, but buildings still do private dances for him.
His wardrobe of black and/or white clothing is extensive, and he has actually come to prefer Barolo with his fillet mignon. A well-cooked fillet of beef will distract him considerably. He does not like opera. He does, however, like flamenco and jazz. Charles has had a beef fillet in a lot of countries all around the world. He flew to almost all of them, in a plane. Whenever he landed, he usually took a lot of images. When he flies back home (also in a plane), there is a nice room to hold all his cameras, all the images (not pix, not pics, not pictures – images) he has made. He likes making storied images.
Sometimes, though rarely, Charles will write something in the third (or is first?) person. It makes him feel a little like Jane Austen but not so pretentious. But he never uses the Royal “We”. That would just be too high-brow. He has, on occasion, used the French “Oui”. Because, of course, you cannot say no to everything.
Frankly, if there is any more you really want to know about Charles, just look at the images. It is all there.