Looking Down In 1966 No 2

The second photo from that strip of 1966 negatives of Halifax, and I'd moved on from Godley Bridge. Let's just say it was taken from New Bank, although it might have been Lucy Street or even Claremount Road. That, however, is unmistakably Halifax.

Looking Down In 1966 No 1

After I developed my negatives, I would cut them into strips of six for storage. 50+ years later these strips serve to remind me of walks I took all those years ago. This one starts by looking over Halifax from Godley Bridge, and an old Guinness advert gives us a date - 1966.

Halifax Before Colour

I did a thing last year for the Courier about iconic images of Halifax. This wasn't amongst my chosen photos, but perhaps it should have been. It's the way the footbridge slices an almost naked Beacon Hill into segments - it's Halifax before colour came.

Blackledge

By tracing the route I must have taken 53 years ago, I suspect I was in Blackledge, just outside the Halifax Piece Hall, when I took this. The pile of old metal may have been an art installation - but more likely was left over from the demolition of the wholesale market.

Headscarves In Halifax

Sometimes it is the poor photos, the blurred photos, the crumpled and skew-whiff photos, that seem to capture the mood and feeling of a time better than the most pinprick sharp compositions. I took this in Halifax in 1965 - that's the Borough Market in the background - and it sings of its era. If … Continue reading Headscarves In Halifax

A Super-Charged Excursion To Northowram

I am not sure whether it was the headline about Halifax's super-charged bus, or the photograph of a collection of trilby wearing municipal leaders gathered around a Halifax Corporation double decker, which caught my attention - but whichever it was, my attention was caught. Having spent a fair amount of my youth waiting for such … Continue reading A Super-Charged Excursion To Northowram

The Soot-Black Horse

I'm still in Halifax, and it's still 1965 (or perhaps 1966). The White Horse is anything but white, nor is it sand-stone clean as it is today. It has Halifax's industrial past seared into its surface, and the man by the lamp post is weighed down by too much work and not enough life.

A Walk Down Russel Street

As I scan my way through a strip of old negatives, I am constantly amending decisions I have made about when and where some of the photographs were taken. Many of these negatives are over fifty years old, and over the years they have gathered their own collection of scratches, dust spots and blemishes. I … Continue reading A Walk Down Russel Street

Man At A Bus Stop (The AI Wars)

I received an invitation to give Adobe Firefly - their new Artificial Intelligence generated creative system - a try, and at the same time I was trying to work out what to do with a rather tired old photograph I took almost sixty years ago. The photograph was taken in Halifax and shows a bus … Continue reading Man At A Bus Stop (The AI Wars)