Danny Richardson is a photographer and a man. Here we talk to him about his life work and his personal experiences. This is why it made sense to me to try to document my own emotional experiences, good and bad, through my photographic work. It took me a while. I personally found it soul destroying and after three years I decided to go to University in Brighton and study my passion at the time which was music. After I finished University my long-term girlfriend and I moved back to Jersey, as she really wanted to be closer to her family.
I put up with it for a while, until I left to work at another finance company where I found the working environment and my new boss truly horrible. I dreaded Mondays so much that I would often feel horrendously sick on a Sunday afternoon and by Monday morning I was physically sick with anxiety. I decided to leave and my wife and I travelled to Canada and then France for snowboarding seasons. Our biggest concern was what run we were going to take and what we were going to have for dinner.
It was here in the snow capped mountain environment that my love for photography began. Having returned to Jersey I again ended up in finance in order to pay the bills but I knew I had found a passion that I had no option but to follow and develop. I decided that my monotonous office job was not for me and I was going to pursue my love for photography no matter how long and hard the road ahead.
Then my wife fell pregnant. It was planned, in so much as you can ever plan for something like a baby, but perhaps I was a little naive about the situation. I still wanted to pursue photography, which by this stage was starting to take off. However, the frustration of not being able to instantly quit my office job really started to get to me.
I knew that I was not cut out for working in finance but I was stuck there whilst I tried to develop my photography business.
