
Space in front of the remodelled bus depot. Another unsuccessful attempt in my quest for a liminal space photograph worthy of a contest entry.

Space in front of the remodelled bus depot. Another unsuccessful attempt in my quest for a liminal space photograph worthy of a contest entry.

Another reject from my hurried search for a photo of the liminal for a contest. This hardly qualifies as liminal, but in the road’s inaccessibility, it does constitute a kind of no man’s land between the bus depot being remodelled on the right and the industrial estate on the left.

A friend sent me notice of a contest to take a new photo of a liminal space. With only a day or so left, I dashed out to see what I could find. I seldom get good pictures under these sorts of circumstances and this was no exception. Here is one of my rejects – more over the next few days.

Nothing new has happened here but, shooting on a bright, crisp autumn day with a superwide lens, I was able to get the whole edifice in a single frame.

These are some bags my partner uses to keep her crochet supplies in, glinting in the sunlight, shot with a macro lens.

Yet more sunlight and shadow play, this time taken very closeup with the interesting Laowa 9mm lens.

My youngest son, Evan, came to visit in Brighton the same day as Storm Austen. Trees on the train tracks delayed his arrival and when we went for a walk the wind had hipped up waves on the normally far more placid seafront. (the picture above shot at 16mm, the one below at 9mm).


When I went by this day, someone was clearly there, with the front door open and the garden visible through the passage and a few evacuated items on the step and in the forecourt.

Another day, another bunch of removals from the house on the corner.

The last time I went by the back garden of the house on the corner, the gate was secured with a strip of metal. This time it was open, so I ventured in and took some pictures.




Another view, from the side street, of the house on the corner. I was struck by the lavender coloured flowers contrast with the yellow and green of the scene.


Another gloomy day with lots to see.

Whoops! I seem to have forgotten to post for the last day and a half. Sorry…
When I next passed the house on the corner, the branches had been removed and it looked like additional gardening clean-up had proceeded (the bags of brush on the forecourt).



Things are happening at the house on the corner that I was posting pictures of last month. Saw this on my way tot he shops and then, on my way home, saw more.



This is the last installment (for now) of images inspired by Jim Roche’s Substack on John Gossage’s The Pond.
On the side street there’s a gate leading into the abandoned and overgrown garden. Once I went in and took a picture or two. On this occasion I discovered it had been secured with a thin twist of metal ribbon. I considered removing it temporarily, but decided to honour someone’s property rights and instead photographed at various angles and over the wall.




I continue to explore the house at the corner, following on from the last two days’ posts. After passing the side, I had a brief view over an ivied wall, of the back of the building, giving on to the garden.
One thing I did before shooting was switch the camera to shoot in Fujifilm ACROS, a rich black and white film stock – I was trying to get a full range of tones (of course, I was shooting raw, so all the colour information was captured but it was helpful to visualise it in B&W right through the viewfinder.
to be continued…