An afternoon with Benedict Cumberbatch
 Celebrities spend a notable portion of their time with photographers. They spend this allotted time in front of a camera, choosing how much they reveal of themselves, posing, not posing, indulging requests, refusing them⊠Then they go away, often leaving a lasting impression on the photographer. Which begs the question, how much of an impression can a photographer leave on a celebrity? It would be easy to leave a bad one, just be an arsehole. But to leave a lasting positive impression before anyone even sees the photos, how often does that happen?Â
 I am not flamboyant, loud, boisterous, camp or crass. I possess few of the imagined stereotypical celebrity photographer qualities. I am polite, patient, anxious in the beginning, more confident as the shoot goes on, witty if I get lucky and I like to talk to my subject. Not just asking them questions, like some kind of bonus interview, but talking about myself too, so itâs a normal conversation between two normal people. I donât give enormous amounts of direction when making portraiture. I wait, I nudge, I wait some more, I suggest, I keep waiting until âthe photograph appearsâ. Sometimes I take pictures to fill the time waiting for âthe photographâ and sometimes those pictures work, but most of the time I know when I have got the shot Iâve waited for before looking at the back of the camera, or seeing the contact sheets. In this case, with Benedict, I shot entirely on film.
 I donât want to exaggerate, Iâm sure my assistant would tell you that to him and anyone else on the shoot observing, there were no remarkable exchanges between myself and Mr Cumberbatch. At one point I told him he was being âtoo sexyâ - I think heâd undone some buttons on his shirt - and that became sort of a running joke for the rest of the shoot, but Iâm probably romanticising. Even so, it sticks in my mind, begging embellishment with each retelling.Â
 Itâs intimidating, in truth, to talk to someone whoâs very personality has catapulted them to international stardom. I didnât achieve some small success in photography because Iâm hilarious, brilliant, witty or charming, I got to where I am because of my âeyeâ (and to an arguably larger extent, my business strategy). Whether or not I did a good job doesnât become evident until much later on, after the shoot has finished and everyone has gone home. Benedict on the other hand, is required to exude charisma at all times, the nature of his talent means it is instantaneously evident, judged live. To photograph someone with his strength of character is to strive frantically to capture a portion of it. Even if you only manage half a second, thatâs all you need, such is the immortality of a still image.
 Iâve had a lot of excellent feedback on the story for OUT magazine, most notably from Benedictâs devoted fan-base, who arguably know him best of all, being followers of everything he does, every photo, every interview, chat show appearance and the like. Still I donât know what Benedict himself thinks of the pictures, or me as a person for that matter, and am unlikely to ever find out, at least directly.
 All I can say with absolute certainty about my time with Sherlock, Smaug, Julian, Alan, Khan, is that it never felt awkward or uncomfortable, I spent most of it smiling, a handful of it laughing, and whether I made any sort of impression on him or not, I am eternally thankful that he happened to be my first cover.
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