Hometown · Falkirk, Scotland
Lights, camera, Nixon.
I travel the world with a camera, but I keep coming home. This is the Falkirk side of CaptureTime — the streets I grew up on, the stadiums I freeze for, and the local weddings I'd never let anyone else shoot.
Why local
Most people see the editorial work, the supercars, the travel frames and assume the day rate is out of reach. For Falkirk and Edinburgh weddings — it isn't. I live in Stirlingshire. No flights, no overnight kit hire, no per-diems. Just a local photographer who happens to shoot at a national standard.
Local weddings are the heart of what I do. They're the days I'm proudest of, the families I keep photographing for decades, the reason CaptureTime exists at all. If you're getting married in Falkirk, Larbert, Linlithgow, Stirling or anywhere across the Central Belt — please send a note. The answer is almost always yes, and almost always cheaper than you'd expect.
The Falkirk Index
01 · The Helix
Thirty metres of steel rearing out of the Forth & Clyde — the world's largest equine sculptures. I've shot the Kelpies in every season: midsummer haze, January frost, the colour-change nights. They're the front door to Falkirk, and the photograph people always remember.
02 · Union Canal
Engineering as sculpture. The only rotating boat lift in the world, lifting narrowboats thirty-five metres between the Union and Forth & Clyde canals. I walk the towpath from here on quiet weekday mornings — long lenses, low mist, the wheel turning to no one.
03 · Westfield
Home of Falkirk FC. Floodlights, sleet, a crowd that doesn't sit down. I grew up with The Bairns and still cover matchdays and player portraits here — the kind of frames that don't make sense unless you've stood in that wind.
04 · Stenhousemuir
Stenhousemuir FC's ground, five minutes from my front door. A proper old-school Scottish football park — wooden terrace, painted benches, floodlight pylons against a Larbert sky. The kind of place that taught me how to read late-afternoon light.
05 · Stirlingshire
Where I'm actually from. Sandstone terraces, the cobbled lanes off Main Street, Larbert House through the trees. When clients ask why my wedding work feels rooted, this is the answer — I learned to see here.
06 · Town Centre
The Steeple, the wet setts at blue hour, the warm glow of the shopfronts on a Saturday night. Falkirk High Street is the town's living room — and one of my favourite quiet locations for couple portraits an hour after the ceremony.
A love-letter
The cars get the likes, the travel work pays the kit bill — but a Falkirk wedding is what I lie awake the night before. Family I might already know. A church I've passed a thousand times. A reception in a hotel I had my own birthday in. That kind of proximity shows up in the frames. You can't fake it, and a flown-in photographer can't manufacture it.
If you're a Falkirk, Larbert, Stirling or Edinburgh couple planning your day — let's have a coffee. Locally. On me.