Busy Brighouse

It's negative week. This is not some quasi-political outburst, merely the start of a week of new scans from some of my old negatives from half a century ago or more. We start the week in busy Brighouse where memories come by the car-load.

My Little Town

I think I took this photograph of Clare Street in Halifax in 1982, but it could have been anytime in the eighties. It is, however, as eighties as a mullet in a pair of leg warmers: those cars, those cobbles those colours. In the words of the great Paul Simon, "it's not that the colours … Continue reading My Little Town

Grey And Great

Shibden Soul

Bridges, Mills And Dreams

Walking Down Shaw Lane

Sensuous Concrete

The Indecisive Moment

A busy market scene in Halifax in the early 1970s. I seem to have taken several photos like this, probably in search of a Cartier-Bresson decisive moment. I never found it, but maybe came close to a few indecisive moments at the bacon counter.

Mills And Flats

There was a time when the mills were being abandoned and demolished, and new blocks of flats were built in their place. I must have taken this photograph 50 years ago at a time when Halifax was in transition. These days, the high-rise flats are being abandoned, and whatever mills remain are converted into housing. … Continue reading Mills And Flats