I can't decide: standard brooding, handsome – yet slightly dangerous – Henry [above]; or La Nouvelle Vague cinéma menaçant, attractif - encore un peu dangereux - Henri [below]? I remain slightly tentative about manipulating the photographs that I choose to post here, which is really quite strange because back in the dark ages , when I could regularly be found in a dark room surrounded by the (rather alluring) odour of sodium thiosulfate, acetic acid and all manner of chemical goodness, I routinely experimented with the form. Ink, paint, acid, chalk, varied exposure times, solarisation, I didn’t care. You name it, I’d happy splash it about. So why do I feel like manipulating a digital image is a wee bit wrong? At first I thought that it might well be the ease of digital manipulation, but that’s plain silly. In terms of my foray into ‘traditional prints’, the greatest praise was conferred on a series where I ended up mindlessly flicking coloured ink on some unwanted prints with a st...