Bleached-out sand and shadows as black as Whitby jet. I can still remember spotting this view in Bridlington over fifty years ago and thinking, "That would make a good photo!" It did back in 1971; it still does in 2025.
Category: Scanned Negatives
Spires And Steel
I spent most of the 1980s living in Sheffield. The decade and the location are irredeemably linked in my mind: when I think of the 1980s, I think of the decline of heavy industry and cheap buses. When I think of Sheffield, I think of the proud resistance of working class communities and the need … Continue reading Spires And Steel
Mill In Lee Mount
The caption I have for this photograph simply says "Mill In Lee Mount". The mill was obviously in a bad state when I took this photograph over 50 years ago, and I can't be certain whether or not it has survived to this day. The wonderful thing about social media, however, is that someone will … Continue reading Mill In Lee Mount
Old Lane (Again)
I know this is very similar to a photo I used last week, but it is a different photograph taken at a different time. It's not a surprise; some views just cry out to be photographed, and I have taken dozens of photos of Old Lane, Halifax over the years. As have many other photographers, … Continue reading Old Lane (Again)
Wharf Tale
This photograph dates from the mid 1970s when I was living in London. I was particularly fond of the little back streets that lined the south bank of the Thames which, at the time, were full of old warehouses and abandoned wharves. Now they are full of bistros, outrageously expensive apartments and, in the case … Continue reading Wharf Tale
Mondrian In Monochrome
I'm not sure where this is; it has a lot in common with West Yorkshire, but some of the buildings don't seem to fit in, and I have a vague memory of being in South Yorkshire when I took the photo. It doesn't matter precisely where it is - it's the shapes that are captivating … Continue reading Mondrian In Monochrome
A Taste Of Honey
I suppose there were days when the sun shone and the sky had an Axminster Blue tint, times when the leaves were still green and the stone slabs looked like honeyed layers. But I still see the 1970s and 80s as black and white and fifty shades of rain-washed grey. I didn't even have a … Continue reading A Taste Of Honey
Joe’s Cafe And The Search For Artificial Intelligence
I took the photograph back in the early 1980s, and I think it was in Sheffield. I decided to use the very latest AI-driven location identification programmes to confirm this, and I can now announce that today's picture features Joe's Cafe which is in Sheffield .... or Bournemouth, or Pontypool, Wales, or Skibbereen, Ireland, or, … Continue reading Joe’s Cafe And The Search For Artificial Intelligence
The Start Of The Parade
It was the start of the parade, down a cobbled street at the bottom of Halifax. Flanked by a car park of near vintage motors, backed by a hillside as bald as a Pennine coot, the wagons lined up ready for the annual Charity Gala parade. It was 1966, or maybe '67, or even '68. … Continue reading The Start Of The Parade
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