As I passed this couple I couldn’t help notice their bright orange shirts. At the time I was working on a presentation for my photography group about colour and thinking about one type of colour image where a single colour pops out from an image. I walked back, complimented them on their incredibly bright orange shirts and asked if I could take their picture. This is one of 2 shots I quickly snapped before showing it to them and running on to my appointment.
I was walking along, camera in hand, after a beach walk when the car pulled up and they started shouting at me. What did they want? To have their picture taken. Then they drove off and I continued on my way.
Another eclipse viewer we met on the pier, chatting and shooting pictures of it with his digicam. A quick portrait I shot of him after I’d dismantled my camera, tripod, ND filter, and reverted to my 16-55mm walking around lens.
We went to Rottingdean for their annual village fête on the day of the Pride parade this year, forgetting that there would be lots of road closures, so we wound up walking home to Hove from the Marina. Along the way, we met some of the celebrants who were happy to have their pictures taken.
Another stop on our tour of Hove Artist Open Houses was the Paul Houlton Studio – he was displaying a lifetime’s worth of work in a variety of styles, capturing much of the 20th century in Western art. Some remarkable work.
As I was passing, I noticed the mirror in the hut and they invited me over to take my own photograph in the reflection. I started framing it up, then asked if I could include them in the picture and this was the result.
I was photographing the sea from the railing next to this bench, while he watched me. Eventually I told him how I like his ink and asked if I could take his picture. After I showed it to him we had a quick laugh about our spreading middles.
I don’t remember taking this picture, or what about the scene made me run for my camera, or why I was wearing this hoodie, but I guess this is what I looked like in 2019.
Last week I watched a film created for Lucian Freud’s Self Portrait show at the Royal Academy a few years ago and was inspired to shoot a few self-portraits, just for the hell of it, still using the 60mm macro lens.
Continuing to shoot with the 60mm macro as a walking around lens, just for kicks, and to see what I get. I noticed my ghostly reflection in a fogged up mirror and took this snap.
Out to Lewes to see a film (Caravaggio) and the bridge leading back to the train station seemed like a good spot for a portrait.
I get to marvel at her every day!
(sculpture by Charles Hadcock.)
As soon as I was done taking a portrait of men delivering a display case or machine to the Fairway on Broadway, this gentleman called out to me from his car and started talking to me a mile a minute about the excellence of his baklava. He talked non-stop, showing me pictures on his phone of people who weren’t even Greek, who just loved the baklava. Eventually a colleague came out of the Fairway and got in the back seat while he continue his breathless, unbroken litany of the global lovers of baklava. His driver waited with growing impatience until a breath was drawn and I said, “it looks like you’re ready to go,” thanked him for talking with me and, showing great relief, the driver pulled away.
Another candidate image for On Broadway, these women were selling what we used to call Spanish ices from a sun-shaded cart on the corner.
Back in Brighton (well, Hove actually) since Friday, but still have some more NY pictures to work through before we get back to UK photos.
Shooting for my series, On Broadway, I met these gentlemen. I later pulled back to add a third friend to the picture, which will probably make it into the final version.
I returned to my series on people working On Broadway while I was in New York. For this shot I wanted to capture the apple display outside, but the light and reflections weren’t working for me. Eventually I went inside for a portrait which will appear in On Broadway in due course.
