Thursday, 7 November 2013
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
This picture of Shad Thames next to Tower Bridge in London was taken some thirty years ago. I took it because the buildings - to the right and to the left of the photograph - were part of Courage's Anchor Brewhouse, and, at the time, I was busy documenting some of the vanishing breweries of London. The brewery is long gone, but the shell of the building still remains. It houses some of the most desirable apartments in London, with rents up to £20,000 a month. For that you get an unrivalled view if the city - and the smell of old beer.
Wednesday, 30 October 2013
The small museum at Santa Barbara Castle at Alicante hit upon a wonderful way of displaying some of the fragments of pottery found on the site. I am almost tempted to adopt a similar approach to the stones I find in my garden although I suspect it wouldn't be half as colourful.
Monday, 28 October 2013
Sunday, 27 October 2013
On the ramparts of Santa Barbara Castle in Alicante. This could have been six hundred years ago ..... if it hadn't been for the monochrome image (monochrome was a nineteenth century invention after all), if it hadn't have been for the safety railings, if it hadn't been for the t-shirts, if it hadn't been for the foam padding on the balsa wood trebuchet. In fact it was a couple of weeks ago.
Friday, 25 October 2013
Thursday, 24 October 2013
The City of Alicante is dominated by the Castle of Santa Barbara which sits on top of a massive rock outcrop. Conveniently, there is a lift to the top which is reached by walking down was seems like an elongated stainless steel tube. The light bounced off the sides like marbles in a pinball machine creating patches of light and dark.
Wednesday, 23 October 2013
|Alicante : October 2013|
All along the garden pathways in Alicante there are seats put out for the old citizens of the town to sit and gossip. Each day in the sun they gather to catch up with old friends, read the newspapers or just nod off. It's a kind of alfresco community association, full of the activity of people being inactive.
I am never quite sure what makes me take a photograph. Some half-thought, some snatch of an untold story, some incongruous pattern - who knows? It has a meaning at the moment I press the electronic shutter but it may be long forgotten in the part-second it takes the image to appear on the viewing screen.
These two women were walking along the harbour wall in Puerta Banus with all the energy of a pair of climbers tackling the South Col of Everest. For a moment in time it made a good image. Now it makes a good memory.
We are back after our trip to Spain but it will take me a few days to get my blogging ducks into a row. We had a marvellous time in southern Spain and on one glorious day we were taken on a visit to the Andalusian city of Ronda. With its ancient bridge and spectacular views, the city is a magnet for photographers. Nevertheless, out of the hundreds of photographs I took that day, perhaps this picture of a tiled pictorial map on a wall sums up the city best of all.