To an extent, all photographs are a self-portrait. One is drawn to a scene because it contains something of one’s view of the world. But only to an extent. This was taken 15 years before I even noticed it. I imagine I was moved to take out the camera because of the interesting geometry of […]
bric-a-brac
A bric-a-brac shop in Hastings. First I saw the dog, then the jacket; I was tickled by the juxtaposition. This was during the 2017 Jack in the Green festival; you can see the poster in the window. The slightly old feel is due to the lens: a 1950s Leica 35mm summaron 2.8. It was used […]
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A three-meter-tall structure decorated with twigs, leaves and branches, with a green mask and regal crown, wends its way through the streets of Hastings Old Town. Somewhere inside is a weary man or woman — they take turns over the course of the parade — bearing the edifice mounted on their shoulders. This is […]
olduk
This is just a random selection of photos from the UK, from around 2005 to 2015. There’s not a lot to link them: I was just looking through some old scans the other day and chose these. There’s the one of Alex taking time out as I’m searching for photos to take, knowing that I […]
nell
Speakers’ Corner in Hyde Park is a funny institution. The characters standing on their chairs, soapboxes, ladders, smattered around that little corner of the park, were eccentric enough, and so were the hecklers. The strangest thing, however, was that they were there every week, the same speakers, the same hecklers, and sometimes heckler became speaker, […]
da
The following anecdote I wrote soon after the fact. Christmas Day 2011 Dad took the dog for a walk after dinner and had him a tumble. A local man appeared at the door with the dog and said dad was down the road but not dead, he had somehow punched his own face with the […]