The Halifax Charity Gala parade some sixty years ago. There was a lack of sophistication and a fair amount of amateurishness in terms of costume design, but they are fun to look back at now. My photographs at the time demonstrates a lack of sophistication and more than a fair amount of amateurishness, but they … Continue reading Fun With Pinky And Perky
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All In A Day. 3. Visibility
All In A Day: 3. Visibility. By now, many of you will have worked out the location of this week's images - if not, there will be more clues over the next few days. The windows are decorated with what are, in effect, fifteenth and sixteenth century emoji. Whilst some are a little faded and … Continue reading All In A Day. 3. Visibility
Sheep May Safely Graze
Lined up like some curtain-called cast of an operatic bah-ria, the sheep take a final bow before putting on their coats and making their way home. Home is the field opposite the bottom of our road. My task, tonight, is to count the sheep.
Strictly Ballroom
This is the photograph that my Uncle Frank and Auntie Miriam sent around to all their friends at Christmas 1938. It's a studio shot and I've no evidence that they were committed ballroom dancers. I may be doing them an injustice and it may be that many of the sprung ballroom floors of pre-war Bradford … Continue reading Strictly Ballroom
Sticking With The Coal Wagon
I must have taken two versions of this particular scene back in the 1960s because I have one in colour that features a rather classic 1950s car. I used that as my calendar image on 14 June 2024, so you are stuck with the monochrome version featuring a coal wagon for the 12 May 2025.
Home Again
Home again. Home to the hills and the mills, home to the stone and the sets. The scale of Newcastle was grand, but perhaps a little too grand. I like to see fields at the end of streets and moors on the distant horizon. It's good to be home.
Brutalist Geometry
I think I took this photograph in Kelvin Flats in Sheffield, but it was a very long time ago, and I never kept proper notes. So here I sit, 45 years later, trying to retrace my footsteps, which is a bit like trying to solve a problem in brutalist geometry.
Riding The Storm
Some time ago I was given a book called "1001 Photographs You Must See Before You Die". During a long and boring airport drive on Saturday I decided to write a companion volume :"1001 Photographs I Took Before I Died" This is No 1, taken in Doncaster back in 1982.
WALKING SNAPS
I do love what used to be called back in the middle of the twentieth century “walking snaps”. These candid photographs catch people unposed and unprepared. In an age when there seems to be a camera grafted into every piece of electronic equipment, this may not seem like any great achievement, we grow tired of … Continue reading WALKING SNAPS
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