Jolly japes

I'm glad this photographer from I guess the early 1900s had a good sense to shoot some personal snap shot stuff. It is what makes his box of 50 glass plates a whole.

I'm still trying to work out the story with the box.

Makes me wonder who will have my archive. We have no kids. Will all my stuff turn up in some old hall and be snapped up and scanned. I doubt it. Anyway, here is to this anonymous photographer who had a good time in Eastbourne. Bless ya!!

(cropped by me)

I love these scenes.

Kras


Edit Sean


I just can't see memory cards or CD's of pictures turning up in auction rooms in the future. Anybody that's at all interested in leaving a photographic legacy seriously needs to consider how they intend to archive it.

You buy a glass neg you know what it is. What's on a CD? Film, music, program? Porn? Who's going sift through some old dear CD collection?

Those glass negs are to digital pictures files what vinyl is to Mp3s

Richard Renaldi's Bus Travelers

I've been on many a bus...

It's the mode of transport for the masses. Rubbing shoulders with the great unwashed is only really enjoyable for bus spotters and maybe street photographers. For most, it's a necessary evil, the old British stiff upper lip gets you through it. In America, real or imagined, riding the bus is a signifier of social status.

Richard Renaldi is one of my favourite Photographers.

Enjoy

What? No Kras & Keane!?

Can't believe it

Back (almost)

Had a bit of a mad week which ended with our first ever camping trip. Still got some things to sort out so it might be Kras and Kras for a couple of more days


I shall return...

                     

More snaps

I'm getting totally absorbed by these some 50 odd  glass plate negs.

The gaze, the posture, is a whole different story from the rest of the negs. It's like peeking in to someone's hidden dream..

See how she looks . . .

Kras

Everyone's a critic

Bit harsh on old Brownie.





Old Noel's copped for it an all




Morrissey would have just whacked em with his flowers, he's twice the size of the other two. Raised in a tough old area Steve was. Mind you, Burnage isn't an Oasis. Poor Brownies tiny, give him a blade and he'll chop a dolly trollies hands off but he's clearly unarmed there.


Anway...

I'm going off stage for a couple of days, things to do.

This guy will be getting knocked of a stage near you soon

Dominique Beyens

I was in Dublin A few years ago when I came across this guy selling photographs on one of the main shopping streets . He had all his shots stuck on the wall and on the floor, he wasn't asking much for them, I think he was taking the pile em high route. Not sure he was meant to be there either but it was one of the highlights of a rainy weekend as it was good to see him out there trying to get by on his own terms. You can't argue with that can you?


The man himself pointing out his favourite photograph


He made contact with me last week (out of the blue) so I thought I'd give a link to his site

http://www.eclecticlens.com/