A couple of months ago, when I first started documenting the experience of lockdown, I didn’t have a strict criteria in mind. It was simply a case of heading out for my daily hit of state-sanctioned exercise, camera in hand, and shooting what I saw.
But, as time went on, I began to notice new things about how my hometown of Bristol was coping with the new normal.
Instead of the classic scenes of face masks, supermarket queues and eerily vacant city centres, I was drawn to some of lockdown’s more unusual moments.
I wanted to document the way in which this virus has brought us all together.