Don & Barbara

Tonight I had sad news. Aunty Barbara has died and uncle Don (uncle La La) has cancer.

Here we are together, a long time ago.

Good times.

Shot of the day

I keep saying it... And I'll keep on saying it... The best photographs are the ones closest to home.

But they already know that

                                                                  Jimmy Forsyth: Park Road 1959

Edit by Ken :
Such a good set, my fave is this one.

 

Sean

One of the things that has saddened me is how working class
people are portrayed on TV and in various sections of the media, today.
It seems that we've gone from salt of the earth to scum of
the earth. Chav, Scally, Pikey, scroungers and other sneering
judgements are made in print and on TV.

It's a prejudice as real as any other kind and just as bad. It's
why documentary photography remains important because if you're
going to see any real insight to working class life today it's likely
to come from photography but it seldom comes from the inside. That's why Jimmy Forsyth photographs are so special to me

Lines come together

About a year ago I was pondering whether to go for a voluntary redundancy. I worked in an environment that had over the last few years become starved of light and I'd come home and sit in The Garden watching the evening sky and would shoot the jet trails.

On the 27th April 2010 I decided to apply for the voluntary redundancy. It was a big thing for me after working for 22 years in the same place. You build a lot of strong working  friendships over that time and it is something I am missing now.

On that evening of the 27th I saw two jet trails make a defined cross and I took this as some sort of mad sign to say "go for it". I posted it on my PBase and my friend Roy commented:

"This is when you know you have pondered enough, lines come together and fall into place!:-)"

 

  

April 27th 2010

Today, one year on to almost the exact same day and from the exact same place in The Garden while I was packing up for the evening I looked up and saw almost the very same thing. I shoot a lot of jet trails, but for this to happen, just a week apart, one year on is something I think is extraordinary.

It's like a confirmation that I have done the right thing.

tonight

Or I have gone mad in a Life of Brian sort of way :-)

Edit by Sean:

Nah not mad, mate. Here's some music from the soundtrack of shutter Island

Combined Birthday

I've been lingering for far too long on what all this means. The amazing coincidences, the amazing connections we all seem to have with each other. It blows my mind.

Anyway, here we are today on Angie and Dee's combined Birthday.

Down by the riverside

Shame the images go by so quickly. A nice tribute to a place with real history and people.

(The Street I grew up on is 1.00 in)

Sleeping in the Sun

Here is Karen. This was the first shot,  then I shot another, and then another.

Always the first one is the best.

Like William Eggleston said . . .

"People say "I shoot from the hip," but that's not really how I work. What happens is, when I look at something it registers on my mind so clearly that I can be loose when I shoot the picture. I always just take one picture of something, and I've never staged a photograph in my life, and never need to because there are pictures everywhere. If I'm ever in a place I think is impossible to photograph, I remember something Garry Winogrand told me. He said "Bill, you can take a good picture of anything," and that's always stuck with me"

Two of Us

It's not often Angie and I get photographed together, as a couple.

 

(c) Dave Bullock

Thank you.