Waiting For The Cable To Drop

This is an old photograph, picked at random from the boxes and drawers of old photographs I live with. There is nothing special about it - I have no idea who Mac and Burbidge were - other than that it sums up everything I love about old photographs. I could no doubt feed it through … Continue reading Waiting For The Cable To Drop

Temple To Steam

While we’re on the subject of ancient monuments (see yesterday’s post), what about this fine obelisk? Built as a temple to Steam, the god of industry, it was worshipped by thousands of acolytes who would gather in its shadow daily. Mill chimneys are the monolithic heads of West Yorkshire.

Them And Us

Down south, if they find a load of standing stones, they declare it an ancient monument and charge people £30 to look at it. Up north, we simply assume they're there to stop the cows from wandering out of the field.

Waves And Hills

I think this photograph of mine of Elland dates from the early 1980s, but I can't remember the exact date (oh, how I wish we had metadata back in those pre-digital days). The theme is timeless: waves of stone-clad industry washing up against the natural Pennine hills. I still travel up and down those steep … Continue reading Waves And Hills

An Illustration

At what point does a photograph become an illustration? I'm not sure of the answer, but it probably has something to do with tones and lines. This illustration of Halifax Borough Market is based on a photograph I took last year. The simplicity of line and tone makes it look a little like something from … Continue reading An Illustration

Happy Birthday

Sometimes words aren't really necessary: Happy birthday to my beautiful wife and my very best friend.

The Nature Of Reality And The Digital Dilemma

This "image" (I'm not sure what to call it, I certainly didn't paint it in the conventional sense) is based on a photograph I took in Sheffield in the 1980s. As far as I remember, it was the junction of Old Street and Broad Street, but once all the filters and shenanigans have done their … Continue reading The Nature Of Reality And The Digital Dilemma

Yes, It is Me

What finer representation of 1950s Britain can there be?  It's the summer holidays and the family's annual week at the seaside (in this case, Bridlington in Yorkshire). The weather is such that plastic raincoats and heavy overcoats are standard issue. People sit on deck chairs and stare out at the grey, rain-soaked clouds. And the … Continue reading Yes, It is Me

South Yorkshire Allegory

This is a photograph I took at a Yorkshire Miners' Gala parade in the early 1980s. Given everything that's going on at the moment, I suppose you could say it's allegorical - but I'll leave it up to you to work out the nature of the allegory. I just think that it's a pleasing photograph.