Having just returned from a fortnight on board a ship travelling around the Caribbean, I chanced upon an old photograph I took 40 years ago on board, I suspect, a cross channel ferry. I decided to let loose artificial intelligence on the original, slightly boring, negative, and this is what it came up with. It's … Continue reading Life On Board
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Caribbean Memories
Photographs are memories fixed onto paper, or should I say in this modern age, fixed onto a computer or smartphone screen. We're back from holiday and I have brought with me a new stock of memories which will join the 93,786 already residing on my hard drive. One or two might make my way onto … Continue reading Caribbean Memories
No Escape
I took this photograph on Akroyd Place, Halifax. There clearly is no escape. Almost seventy years ago, just behind this building, there were some old swimming baths which we would be taken to, by bus, from our Junior School for swimming lessons. At the time, not being able to swim, I used to dread these … Continue reading No Escape
Accidental Beacons
This image is the result of two accidents 50 odd years apart. The first took place when I developed the film shortly after taking this photograph back in the 1960s - light must have got into the developing tank and the grass around this path on Beacon Hill, Halifax was bleached of its fifty shades … Continue reading Accidental Beacons
2nd October 2023
The photograph is probably 100 years old. I have no idea who she is. She emerged from one of the half dozen large plastic boxes full of unwanted old photographs that stand in the corner of my room. She is beautiful. She is the 2nd of October 2023.
Floating In Bridlington
I took this photograph some 45 years ago in Bridlington. As I took it I seem to remember thinking "what do old people think about all day as they float, semi-comatose, towards the evening of their lives?" And now I know. They think "I took this photograph some 45 years ago in Bridlington ..."
Issy
Fifty-two or so years ago my then girlfriend (and soon to be wife) did some modelling for a local art group. One of the artists (Barbara Gordon-Cumming) was the mother of one of our oldest and closest friends. This is the painting she did: it still hangs with pride in our hallway - looking down … Continue reading Issy
A Study In Brown
It's impossible to deny her anything. If she wants half your bacon sandwich, she gets it. If she wants to walk in her direction rather than your direction, that's the way you go. If she wants the cover to lie on the settee, you sit on another chair and try to keep warm. It is, … Continue reading A Study In Brown
Grand
Another of those Walking Snaps - this one showing my grandmother and grandfather, Kate and Albert Beanland. Albert was my mothers' father - I never knew him, he died before I was born. His father was Fowler Beanland; my mother never knew him, he died before she was born. His father was Thomas Beanland; Albert … Continue reading Grand
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