
Wooden Bicycle




It goes without saying?

I’m still trying to figure this one out.

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.

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).


Some architectural shots at the Towner in Eastbourne, to go consider for my ongoing series exploring the semiotics of official art spaces.



A compelling shot whenever one visits the Towner in Eastbourne, but the “T” is on the window of the floor below.


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…

Continuing from yesterday’s post about photographing close to home à la John Gossage, as described in Jim Roche’s post on The Pond, I walked around the corner from the front of the house, shown in yesterday’s post, to this view from the corner. The property is massively overgrown, reminding me of how the Pevensie children first returned to Narnia, only to find that time moved so much more quickly there that familiar places were scarcely recognisable.
Peering through the dense foliage, one can still catch a glimpse of the building.

to be continued…

I bought an inexpensive bouquet of flowers at the supermarket several days ago. The buds have opened up and blossomed beautifully, to the point of insisting I photograph them.

Not sure what attracted me to this scene… perhaps the contrasting colours of the orange (or chrome yellow?) banner and the aqua see behind.