We joked that this was the Last Rain, the Covenant over, a Deluge to ironise our British arrival. Lenghty enclosure, sleep-walking through terminals, interminable navigation of the night-fall city and windows blacked out; the unreadable look of a back-seat child, surely impossible through the dark glass. The sweet-dirty smell of the biggest cities. Whole streets [...]
Amongst the many 48 Sheet billboards appearing across the city today, you’ll find my two, on the Highgate Road. Many thanks to Stanhope Hall Community Centre Women’s Group and EC Arts. Check out the 48 Sheet website for the full programme of events and a map of all the artworks.
Hello people! These were taken at Steampunk Funk on the tenth day of December, the year of our Lord two thousand and eleven, at bar 78. Brought to yous all by these guys amongst others. The blue specks on one or two of the pictures are the result of rust from the newly recommissioned plumbing [...]
on the way to buy fresh vegetables, sweeping moth powder from the bed frame, early morning light on light switches on a garish towel; the sky and the frames of our place. (september-october 2010, olympus 35sp, fuji superia 400, developed dusty around the corner for 15p, scanned on epson v700photo, retouched in lightroom)
of episode 1 of luther
I imagine you can make up your own mind on this one: a leaflet through my door in Balsall Heath, comparing one candidate to Stalin, printed by another candidate. Someone appears to be resorting to last minute propaganda. Unless it’s a double bluff. Is it defamatory? Probably not, but it’s kind of outrageous… New Labour?
I’ve been mounting up some pictures to sell, and found this one, thought I’d never scanned it and hey presto! here it is for your particular pleasure.
Just in case you’re not there already, here’s a couple of images from my current show at Moseley Exchange, Birmingham, Nine Cuban Photographs. Posting during the private view is a bit current perhaps, but you can extrapolate backwards from there if you wish. The private view is happening as I write, and the pictures will [...]