Nurse of Pain

Nurse of Pain

Nurse of Pain

This was taken at one of my last visits to the Whitby Goth Weekend as a photographer.

At the top of the steps to the church there is a nice place to sit and you can catch people in quite natural poses as they get to the top of the climb rather than all the staged poses that are available throughout the town.

This woman seemed to breeze up the steps and pause for a moment waiting for her struggling companions, and I was really pleased with the photograph.

but what I wasn’t really pleased with was the pack of male photographers hounding young women to get the perfect shot, I felt tainted by what I saw that year and haven’t returned as a photographer, just as someone who enjoys the spectacle.

This is available to buy on my Redbubble account.

First Look

First look - looking out

First look – looking out

Well had my first look at the garage this morning and what a wonderful domestic space it is and it will take a bit of thought and planning about how to deal with it all to have a workable space.

What a hodgepodge of possessions, some left over from the previous owner including a lot of gardening chemicals which we will never use but don’t know how to dispose of (council pickup?), there’s even a couple of old photography works that arrived imperfect.

The biggest category of ‘stuff’ to move on though is my old gaming bits, models, cards, and books. Looks like I’ll be hitting ebay up soon to get these listed and convert them into money for chemicals, paper, and tools.

At least all that storage will be useful as it seems to seal very well as nothing seems to have suffered for over-wintering in the garage.

Now to see if we have any rubble bags in the garage.

Sunny Sunday Morning

Sunny Sunday Morning

Sunny Sunday Morning

This is the start of me posting images that I’ve liked and have added to my Redbubble account (just to sort out the account!).

The account isn’t going to fill up overnight as this is me posting as and when something pleases me, or when an image gets a lot of interest on Instagram or Bluesky.

But it’s also going to be a way of sorting through my archive, checking through the images and seeing whether or not they’re keepers or do they get sent to the big rubbish tip.

This will also help me organise the projects as I come across project images as they (and the whole archive) are just all over the place right now.

Back to the image in hand though, this was taken as part of me learning about my new iPhone camera which has a whopping 48Mp sensor and allegedly improved software, and I have to say I’m impressed so far.

A sunny Sunday morning with raking light giving soft shadows to the wall.

This is available to buy on my Redbubble account.

Prayers of Steel

Prayers of Steel

Prayers of Steel

Angel of the North (1998), Antony Gormley.

Built at Hartlepool Steel Fabrications Ltd, the use of steel reminds us of the North’s industrial heritage, especially now when steel work is disappearing from the area once more.

A distinctive and well-loved landmark, this is a collection of images (collected from social media) taken from vehicles as they pass the Angel.

These were then transformed into various objects to showcase the position that the statue has gained in the psychogeography of the North of England.

The images were produced as 6×4 photographs, the size used for ‘snapshots’ and on the back of the images were any comments the image maker made and their name.

This has already been show at Palace Arts Gallery in Redcar and Settle Down in Newcastle.

Britain by the Sea

Britain by the Sea

Britain by the Sea

According to the Ordnance Survey, Coton in the Elms is the place that is furthest from the sea in Britain. 70 miles from the nearest coast, 45 miles from the nearest tidal water.

Access to our coast has become limited to those with their own vehicles, the public transport system in Britain has so eroded that access to most of the coastline is now impossible for those without a car.

As with most people I meet I have a hunger for the sea, to be near it, to hear the crash of the waves on a stormy day, to hear the susurration of waves on a pebble beach, to watch the gulls dip and wheel.

Britain has seemed defined by its relationship with the sea. Popular culture has seen many a television programme featuring our coastline and the sea, from Whaling Afloat and Ashore (1908) to The Blue Planet II (2017). Our heroes are seafarers; Sir Francis Drake, the sailors at Dunkirk, Captain Cook, they are often the mainstay of tubthumping nationalism and memories of Empire, but they are still there, deep in the nations psyche.

It is this passion and history I want to celebrate in this project, showing the coastline as I see it in various media; photography, video, prose, poetry, and others as they develop.

Breaking Out

Breaking Out

Breaking Out

I went for a walk around Edinburgh Botanical Gardens a few winters back and was caught by how many plants were trying to press through the glass of the hothouses, I don’t think I’ve really noticed that before.

It was cold and wet out, yet these hothouse plants didn’t want to be confined and wanted to grow as they would even though if they got out they would die.

This is a working title while I explore further.

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