Where and When my Father was Born

A person wearing a vintage jacket with 'BRITAIN 1934' on the back stands in a subway station, with various signage indicating directions and lines.
Columbus Circle subway station, New York

I’ve been casting about for a new project and not taking a lot of pictures lately. Hence it’s back to the archives for now. I’m looking at images I failed to keyword in my catalogue – that should also mean I haven’t posted them here before.

Palace Pier Murmuration

Brighton Pier illuminated at dusk with a crowd of people and birds flying overhead, reflected in the calm water.
Brighton Palace Pier

The last time we shot from the Palace Pier and thought we’d be closer at the Doughnut (Afloat). This time we shot from the Doughnut and wondered if we wouldn’t have been better at the Palace Pier. Or, perhaps, the best view was had by the swimmers in the frigid waters.

Winter Warmer

A group of singers performing in a choir, with a female lead singer in the foreground wearing a black dress, gesturing with her hands, and other choir members in the background holding music sheets and wearing black outfits with red sashes.
Jubilee Library, Brighton

On the 31st of January we attended a marvelous concert of world music at the Jubilee Library. Above, Polina Shepherd & Slavic Voices. Below, Jo Ema, Isaace Jengwa (Zimbabwe), Bashir al Gamar (Sudan) and Peyman Heydarian and Sattar Chamanigol (Iran). See www.bestfootmusic.net for more information on upcoming events.

Christmas in Brighton and Hove

Brighton Beach

Jumping in the English Channel on Christmas day is a thing here in Brighton. Today the temperature was hovering a little above 0°C (mid 30s °F) with a windchill about 6° (10°F) lower. We joined the Brighton Ramblers for a walk from the Brighton Palace Pier to the Hove Lagoon and the place was packed. Below, just some of the sights we saw (click into the gallery to see explanatory captions).

Lee Crowd

Tate Britain, London

Although we had timed tickets for a Monday morning, upon entering the Lee Miller exhibition we were met by a scrum just to get close enough to read the introductory text. This continued, annoyingly, throughout the otherwise excellent and well curated exhibition, breaking Miller’s career into 11 phases. As we wanted to see it all, it took 2½ hours, patiently waiting for other viewers to move on before we could stand, briefly, in front of each image.