Somewhere to seek

Following on from the hideaway, shed, den, darkroom, cave, well, alley, woods, fishing lake, and so on. Here he is out and about, for a picnic.

and then the before

I love picnics. The company, then the location, then the preparations. And when Angie and I were first going out we had our first one on the beach at Dunwich in Suffolk.

"It's always six o'clock"

Ken

Tropical

Greetings from sunny Manchester. We're having a bit of a heatwave round these here parts.

Last Saturday...



Smithy, get a hiking stick (Spring loaded)

Somewhere to hide

I love collecting ephemera and when it's a whole collection of stereo slides from the same photographer dating from round about 1920 to 1986 I'm really excited. It's things I've never seen before (photographically). This chap had a 3D world way back.

And . . . Somewhere to Disappear
 
The Darkroom - Wellington Lantern - 1930

Ken

The walking stick

It's been good to get out for the first time in what seems like an age. Dosed up to the max with pain killers I thought I'd take a trip to the local shops in the glorious afternoon light, walking stick in hand. What is the correct way to walk with a stick and a bad leg? No one seems to know.

Anyway, I need more practice with the stick.

Ken

I'm done with this back pain stuff

Too much on the bed
Need some fresh air
And a good book

Now.

South Fambridge, Essex

Edit: Came off the pain killers last night. Woke up in agony this morning. Think this recovery will take some time. Ho hum.

Ken

Edit

Keep taking the tablets, Smithy.


My eye's got a bit flabby, trying to get it fit. Even took a shot on Sunday
that didn't have a person in it! Trying anything to recover

Get well soon, mate


Sean



Edit: 29th January

My temporay work place until whenever.

Ken

Slug like

Been bad with a back injury for the past week or so. Can't walk or sit. Eat my food like a dog. Never should have given Angie that piggy back.

Feel like I'm on the mend now.

My oh my . . .

Back soon.

Ken

It's not a kind of magic

The elements that combine at the right time to make a good street shot, Is more alchemy than magic. But you can't turn shit in to gold. I'd be a rich man if you could

We went to the Vivian Maier expo with Ken & Ange. Like Ken, I was underwhelmed. I just don't think I was up for it that day, had other things on my mind, like hooking up with the Smiths for the first time and the pub. You always hope that your photographs meet a sympathetic audience, took a while for VM's to meet any kind of audience. I guess we were indifferent that day, you can't blame VM for that.