Chesterton Windmill is a setting that behaves almost like a stage. It stands alone above Leamington Spa, a solitary architectural structure surrounded by uninterrupted landscape, and this isolation gives it a rare cinematic profile. For portrait photographers working across Warwickshire, the West Midlands and the Cotswolds, it is one of the few local landmarks that retains a sense of timelessness — and at sunset, it becomes even more atmospheric. For this portrait session with Olga, the rhythm of the falling sun controlled everything. Forty-five minutes from start to finish meant two rolls of film, no resets, no time to revise angles, and no spare exposures. Everything had to be prepared, executed and adapted fast.

There was a time when photography meant one simple thing: light recorded on a physical surface. Every image was a direct imprint of the world — photons hitting emulsion, a moment translated into chemistry. Today, photography exists in a different landscape. We live in an era of filters, machine learning, and algorithms that can fabricate faces, landscapes, and entire realities that never existed. In a feed full of digital illusion, a true photograph — one that exists as a tangible artifact — has become something more than nostalgic. It has become proof.

In today’s world, it’s easy to confuse digital editing with photography. Scroll through social media and you’ll see endless images smoothed, graded, and altered until the original moment is barely recognisable. That isn’t photography — it’s post-production. It’s editing.