Boating under the pier is prohibited. So is swimming in the birdbath, cycling down the drainpipe, and painting your toenails in the coal cellar. But, when liberty returns to the world, we will be able to board cruise ships for trips under the great piers of Britain.
Category: Calendar
Found 1 : Walking With Confidence
FOUND 1 : The joy of found photographs is that, whilst they provide a visual superstructure, you are free to construct your own backstory on their framework. It’s like an exercise in painting by numbers; where motives, emotions, and destinies are the colours available.
Home 4 : Stone And Sweat
Halifax in the 1970s. Carpet mills rub sticky shoulders with toffee factories, and there isn’t a nail bar in sight. The colourful Quality Street images were for tin lids: these streets were cobbled in stone and sweat.
Kathleen Courtney
Kathleen Courtney was an Edwardian actress who starred in a variety of shows and pantomimes during the first decade of the twentieth century. If she had been alive now, she would have had a large Twitter and Facebook following, but given her time of popularity, her photograph graced an endless series of Edwardian picture postcards.
Primitives
There were a lot of primitives in my family : my great uncle Arthur was a prominent primitive, as were the Clayton cousins before they defected to the Plymouth Brethren. This badge, I suspect, belonged to my father - who grew up a couple of streets away from the Great Horton Primitive Methodist Chapel in … Continue reading Primitives
Halls, Mills, Rows And Graves
My daily calendar images go on, even though my walls are now full and my calendar holder is overflowing. The last four days has seen an eclectic gathering of cloth halls, satanic mills, rotten rows and graveyard statues. As the calendar images appear each day they are a bit like digital tarot cards, spelling out … Continue reading Halls, Mills, Rows And Graves
Home 1 : Halifax Piece Hall
I decided to gather together some of my favourite photographs under a variety of headings: home, away, family, strangers etc. It is a pointless project, and therefore one I am particularly drawn to. This is the first photo in the "Home" category. I took it over half a century ago. It was home then. It's … Continue reading Home 1 : Halifax Piece Hall
Catching Up
We've been away for a few days. How strange it is to be able to say that: how quickly the unusual has become normality, and how threatening the world outside can appear when you have been locked indoors for too long. So we left lockdown behind and visited Chester and Nantwich: enjoyed good times with … Continue reading Catching Up
Dripping With Colour
Halifax Borough Market - dark and light, hard and soft, functional lines and extravagant curves ... and dripping with colour. Come to think of it, that could be a suitable description of the town itself.