Notes made whilst in Sheffield: 6 August 2019. ~ warm wind, with an edge; blowing dark cloud in from the peak ~ children’s squeals from fairground rides ~ sparrows bustle in paving hemmed street trees ~ in Fargate’s swirling crowd’s chaotic flow leaves a sudden eddy of space, pigeons swoop Read more…
I found this marvellous book, Modern Photojournalism: Origin and Evolution, 1910-1933 by Tim N. Gidal, in a local antique market. It turns out to be the first volume of a series Photography: Men and Movements. These particular men* are predominantly working in Germany from the last years of the German Read more…
Sheffield, my home city, a hilly place(like Rome, seven of them, allegedly) a city surprisingly full of bicycles. In winter, as the nights have drawn in they dodge and weave amongst cars and buses and pedestrians alike. Or, like this they wait, casting shadow amongst the shadow, carefully tethered until Read more…
I was out making images for my Noctilucence project a few years ago. In 2011, in Sheffield, a comfortable relatively prosperous city. The first image offered itself up on the ironically named Paradise Street. It’s just a linking road really, down between anodyne office blocks in the midst of the Read more…