
BILL WYMAN
I recognise that most people know me first and foremost for my music. My friends and family, however, also know me as a keen photographer. It’s been a passion of mine for many, many years. And something that I continue to this very day.
I was given my first camera, a Brownie Box Camera, by my uncle Jack Jeffery (my mother’s younger brother) on my return from serving my National Service stint in the RAF in Germany. I immediately took to taking pictures in and around my home in South London –concentrating not on family and friends, but on interesting buildings, park gates and monuments – the reason, I know not why.
I joined The Rolling Stones in December 1962. After some success, I was able, a few years later, to purchase my first serious camera – a Nikkormat, together with a 135 Nikon lens – in Paris, France.
From that time on I began to take photos in earnest, both at home and on tour with The Rolling Stones, preferring, for some reason, to photograph subjects when they were not aware of my camera, or were otherwise occupied. I took them mainly to illustrate my daily diaries.
I’ve continued to take photographs – even to the present day. I’ve been lucky enough to have met – and in some instances, become close friends with – several photographers over the years. I’ve been continually inspired by their work, and when the camera was focused on me I always paid close attention, in hopes that I would be able to hone my own photographic art into something a little bit better than just taking ‘snaps.’
I have been asked many times over the years, what I might have been if I hadn’t been a Rolling Stone for three decades. My reply was always that I would have loved to have been a curator at a museum, running a library or, best of all, taking up photography as a career. As none of these ever happened, I amused myself throughout my travels by taking photographs of the people around me.
I am proud to have had my photos accepted as more than just casual ‘snaps’.















25 March 1975.









The Stones and support musicians in the van on their way to the rehearsal and a photo session at the Wykeham Rise girl’s school in Southbury, Connecticut – 1 August 1989.
Previous pages: Keith beside a skull he liked in the rehearsal room at the same school – 13 July 1989.


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