Tuesday 3rd September 2013, 8.30am (day 740)
I’m sure you’ll eventually work out what’s going on with this shot…
Being 42
Life, one day at a time
Category Archives: Interior
Lancaster Maritime Museum
Thursday 15th August 2013, 11.55am (day 721)
These dummies look miserable as all hell, but then again that gives a sense of authenticity to the scene. I like the way the light has caught the ‘woman’s’ smock; actually, as models these two were more co-operative than real husband-and-wife stevedores doubtless would have been in a comparable situation.
Preparations for filming
Tuesday 13th August 2013, 11.15am (day 719)
The tripod, the docked iPod, the discarded costumery; the wife must want one of her routines filming. Happy to oblige.
FC St Pauli club shop
Sunday 11th August 2013, 11.20am (day 717)
If you like football, and you have any kind of countercultural leanings, you gotta like FC St. Pauli of Hamburg. Either you know why or you don’t. This is one of the reasons I wanted to come to the city. Shame they lost today, mind.
Empty precinct, University of Manchester
Tuesday 23rd July 2013, 3.45pm (day 698)
Officially I’m still on sabbatical. So you didn’t see me. I wasn’t here today. Nor, really, is anybody else. This is of course the time of year we like the most.
Minions
Saturday 20th July 2013, 3.35pm (day 695)
Closing credits, Despicable Me 2. It’s interesting how the digital photography sort of makes the 3-D come out even if we didn’t see this at a 3-D enabled cinema. Is it a good movie? Well… not as good as the first movie. But better than Man of Steel.
Watching ‘The Wonder Boys’
Thursday 18th July 2013, 9.05pm (day 693)
There’s not a lot going on at the moment. It’s still sunny but I’m just sat at home writing, trying to finish my book. So I entertained myself in the evening by watching a film about a middle-aged male academic who is, er, trying to finish his book. I’d say life imitates art, but Michael Douglas’s character struggles with this task more than I am. And yes, that is my foot.
Mojito ingredients
Sunday 14th July 2013, 4.30pm (day 689)
Well, it’s something to do on a nice sunny summer Sunday, isn’t it. Good results, too.
Chess v Jenga
Friday 12th July 2013, 5.45pm (day 687)
“So we turned up for work this evening, like, and there was this bleedin’ great pile of BRICKS on the board. Well, not my problem. No point asking me to shift it, is there, when I can only move forward one square at a time.”
Subway, Hebden Bridge station
Saturday 6th July 2013, 10.40am (day 681)
One of the criteria for choosing which pictures get onto this blog is whether one encapsulates the day on which it was taken. That is not true of this photo. I had a busy day today, visited my parents and then had a Saturday night out with Clare, in Blackpool – and one could do an entire photo essay on the subject of ‘a Saturday night in Blackpool’ (though I think it might be a job more fitting for a war correspondent than a humble amateur like myself). There was great light today, a beautiful high summer’s day, and I took plenty of photos I was happy with.
Nevertheless, this wins. If the art of photography is not about capturing moments, those coincidences of place and time which raise any experience above the mundane and everyday, then I feel happy with what I’ve done here. This place could not be less exotic really, just a tunnel I pass through at least two or three times a week when I am here in town. But this morning I loved the way the light was spilling down the steps and giving it a warm feeling. This photo is exactly what I wanted it to be when I took it, and that happens only occasionally.
