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What?

You think this blog and the photographs here are all over the shop? You're right. No themes, a big ol' mess of pottage. Portraits, actors, gardens, family, weddings, kids, seascapes, cats, dogs, bishbashbosh. All over the shop. Well, wait 'til you see my notebooks. Only, of course, they are objects, so you won't. But let me tell you, if you think these pages and pages of non-linear posts, these styleless ramblings are random, honest, the notebooks are "worse". Or better. Whatevs. I'm tending towards the better nowadays, in part because to hell with it, so I don't have a "style", I haven't found my "voice" and I no longer care. No one gives a monkey's dinkum so why should I? Look for example, here's something from my latest notebook:


The underlying pictures are by Stephen Shore - I have no idea what they are about, what they mean, other than perhaps they are somehow meant to represent pure seeing - that is to say, recrea…

Last Rays and a Cup of Tea - Powys Castle (or, if you prefer, Powis Castle)

Why this one? The light. Mostly the light. But also the colours. The cup, on its own, on the grass. For the memory of it. For the speed with which the shadow encroached.

Selfie 82

Why this one? The 1960s. The darkness, the light, the reflection, the glass/not glass, the contrast, the simplicity, the hidden.

Partridge: Unwell

Powis Castle Garden

Why this? Well, the colours and the dark shape of the fountain base; the coins under the water becoming obscure, unclear. The pink clouds like a constellation. Overall, the beauty.

At a wedding some time ago

Why this? Their beauty, the cohesion of the whole, and for memory.

At a Wedding some time ago

Why this? Because the bride is relaxed, prepared to be herself, doesn't feel she has to be the bride others expect. And because of the light, the dirt on the bottom of the dress (beautiful dirt in this case), the boots, the slight movement of her right leg.

National Garden of Wales

Why this? Because of the dirt on the wall and it's accidental beauty. Because of the geometry, because of the branch that represents nature and the reason the gardens exist, the clash of this with the wall. And the light, the sun catching the branch and not the wall. And because: death.

Selfie

At a Recent Wedding: Contact - Boom!

Richard

Powis Castle

What Might Have Been

Broadstairs B&B

Freestate Coffee

Horrible Clothes

At a recent wedding

AOD at Osterley House

Jem

Turner Contemporary, Margate

The Current Notebook

Jane (and Martin) at Wilton's Music Hall

Using a 50mm when a 35 is needed.

Stephen Shore (revised)

London

Happy Birthday

I don't know if you can see it, but for me there is already melancholy and death in the above picture - it is a natural by-product of certain photographs. I'm not dissing it, in fact I'm positively seeking it out, even at 21st birthday parties: it's life baby, part of the Rich Tapestry one hears so much about. Why is it present in the above? I think because the ephemeral nature of the balloons combined with their obviousness and their lurid, look-at-me presence, plays so well against a celebration of a milestone: maybe this is my old head playing tricks on me, but a photo like the one above already has melancholy at its heart because we remember what life promised and then how it turned out.

On the other hand, maybe it is simply yearning for times past.

Trying for a Trent Parke. And failing. Still, there's tomorrow...

Procrastinating - best done with a camera to hand

A couple from yesterday taken with the X-Pro2 as jpegs, I've still not got round to sorting out a raw workflow for this camera in part because the jpegs are so good SOOC, but also because the point of the camera as I see it, in this instance, is to get out of the way and if I can reduce workflow as part of that process then this is all to the good. 

Gina and Graham, members of the Victorian Society, outside our kitchen window in Wales (no, honestly). The camera he has with him is a replica of something from the latter half of the 19th Century, though he told me he stuffs a modern digital camera into some of the other bodies he has. 

Welshpool, Saturday morning. Could this be better? Let me count the ways. But never mind, it isn't bad for ten minutes in town prior to cutting the grass. It's metaphorical, see? End of life, exit stage left, the abstraction of the choices of direction we have in life. Also interesting to compare this man's life - the lurid dog bag, the st…

At a Recent Wedding

Saul Leiter:  "Some photographers think that by taking pictures of human misery, they are addressing a serious problem. I do not think that misery is more profound than happiness."



James

Tamsin

Mary Ellen Mark: 
"The difficulty with color is to go beyond the fact that it is color - to have it be not just a colorful picture but really be a picture about something. It's difficult. So often color gets caught up in color, and it becoems merely decorative. Some photographers use [it] brilliantly to make visual statements combining color and content; otherwise it is empty."
Here's an example of the latter:

Work

Things like this, or like the M6 on a rainy Friday rush hour in November seen through the windscreen of a knackered Renault, are what I'd like to see a modern master of oils paint.

Teaching

My new favourite photograph of the year so far. Why? Well, I don't have enough distance to say why yet but I'll try anyway. The light and tones help, as does the fact that none of the kids can be recognised (which also helps me publish this on the web - this was taken on a paid job but one of the clauses of the contract I have when supplying the pictures is that I won't use any pictures of the children involved without permission). I have a like/dislike relationship with the teacher's face being partially obscured - partly I like it because I think it helps express the idea of her being subsumed into the identities of her charges and partly because it adds to the sense of her being pestered, in the nicest way possible, but still pestered. I dislike it because it suggests that with a bit more attention I could have got something better, showing both of her eyes. But you know what, maybe that wouldn't have been better, maybe the aleatory is playing a part here.  Wha…