A photograph of mine from the best part of fifty years ago. Behind the market stalls you can see what was then the King Of Corsica public house, named after the German adventurer, Theodore von Neuhoff, who for a short while was the King Of Corsica before falling into poverty and moving to Soho in … Continue reading The King Of Corsica
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Christmas Cheer
The sight of a grand sunset with the addition of some Christmas cheer is difficult to beat. However, the sight of a grand sunset with the addition of some Christmas cheer seen through the window of a warm and friendly 17th century pub just about manages it.
Gut Stopp
I came across this 1890 example of a boiler telegraph from an early steam boat on display at the Deutsche Museum in Munich a good few years ago. No doubt it was an innovative piece of equipment constructed to the highest mechanical and technical standards. To me, however, it was nothing but a pleasing image.
Graveyards
Things should fade away in graveyards: become less sharp and less certain. Colours should merge along with moods; hopes and fears become one. Graveyards are the breeding grounds of memories.
Cup Of Tea
There's a good chance that my father's uncle's wife's brother is featured on this old photograph of a grocers shop in Manchester. There again, he might not be. It's a nice photograph anyway. Anyone for a cup of tea?
Happy Times
This photograph of Sheffield was taken some 40 years ago when we lived there. It was a bright, bustling place, full of people and lights and a good deal of happiness. If this photo is anything to go by, it also had its fare share of buses. Happy times.
Seaside Memories
A memory from forty years ago. It was the summer, it was the seaside, I was taking photographs because that was what I liked doing then, that is what I like doing now. I think it was Eastbourne but it might have been somewhere else. It doesn't matter: it's a series of shapes, it's a … Continue reading Seaside Memories
Grain
This digital malarkey is all very well and good, but I miss grain. I know you can press a Photoshop button and get false grain, but it's a pale shadow of real grain - the creative offspring of a film too fast and an exposure too reckless. Grainy negatives transformed hapless snappers into the George … Continue reading Grain
Stone History
Few history books compare with a Yorkshire stone wall. There is everything there, from the sandstone of ancient rivers and streams to the carved geometry of hillside stone quarries. There's sculptured trimmings of fine country houses and there's ingrained soot of mills and factories. All children should spend at least one day of their school … Continue reading Stone History
