Thursday, 26 March 2015

1278 : The Finality Of A Count Of Ten

POSTERS, HALIFAX, LATE 1960s : Sometimes photographs don't capture beauty but stop time with the efficiency of a sledge hammer on a wristwatch. I couldn't help but check on where the wrestlers are now - all gone with the finality of a count of ten.

Tuesday, 24 March 2015

1277 : Another Country, Another Time

TOWN IN IRELAND (Circa 1965) : It is ten past twelve. It is Ireland. And there the certainty ends. It will have been fifty or so years ago and we were making our way from Larne in Northern Ireland down to Kerry. This little town could have been anywhere en-route. Another country, another time.

Monday, 23 March 2015

1276 : Reduced Salterhebble

SALTERHEBBLE, HALIFAX (1960s) : Park Drive cigs, working mills and Thwaites beer: historical markers planted in a changed landscape. Less dark now. More sanitised. Reduced Salterhebble.

Sunday, 22 March 2015

1275 : High Rise Flats And Fizzy Kegs

LOOKING TOWARDS HALIFAX FROM OLD LANE : The 1970s were a time of transition, when mill chimneys were being replaced by high-rise apartments and old beer bottles by fizzy kegs.

Saturday, 21 March 2015

1274 : Rusted Into History

IMPERIAL WORKS, SHEFFIELD : All empires eventually fade and fall. Even empires built on saw blades, hoes and spade lugs. Rusted into history.

Thursday, 19 March 2015

1273 : Flashy Reds And Bumptious Greens


The description "black and white" always seems to be underselling the medium. There is grey, of course, but there is also line and shape. And you seem to notice these two far more when your eye is not distracted by all those flashy reads and bumptious greens.

Wednesday, 18 March 2015

1272 : A Shakespearean Tragedy in Halifax

The Theatre Royal, Halifax. Boarded-up, deserted. Tucked away down Shakespeare Street is the old actor's entrance. Once the gateway to music hall, melodrama, classical theatre and opera it is now the repository for stale urine and empty bottles. A Shakespearean tragedy in Halifax.

Tuesday, 17 March 2015

1271 : Nature Against Man Against Nature

Black against white. Or at least black against cloudy grey. Nature against man against Nature.

1270 : A Lump Of Breeze Block In The Taj Mahal.

It's all angular; you could cut yourself quite badly on that leading edge. It sprouts from a patch near the centre of Halifax that used to be the home of a brewery: all odds and ends, curves and pipes; as blunt as a barrel. It fits its environment like a lump of breeze block in the wall of the Taj Mahal.

Saturday, 14 March 2015

1269 : Hunger Hill Is Fighting Back

There was a time - in the 1950s and 60s - when towns like Halifax seemed to be in love with the future. And the future was motor cars: great big metallic, two-toned, chromium-plated beasts that drank petrol with the abandon of an alcoholic. And the garages that sold them were, in the main, bastions of modernity - plate-glass showcases of the future. Trinity Garage was such a building: standing proudly at the top of Hunger Hill as if mocking it's very name. The building remains - a little shabby without the chic - but the cars are long gone. Hunger Hill is fighting back.