Towards Cromer Pier

I had been woken up by our cat Tiger Lilly and could not get back to sleep so I went for a walk in the dark December night with a light rain falling.

The tide was low so I walked from Sheringham to East Runton on the beach, I had a torch built into my hat but when the going was smooth I turned it off and found myself in the greyness.

I could hear the waves to my left but only see a thin line of lighter grey of them crashing. I wasn’t so much walking through a landscape as walking through a tone scape.

When I turned the corner from West Runton I could see the pier at Cromer, bright in the night. It was 5:37am

iPhone not film. If I did have a film camera with me I would have also needed a tripod.

cup

A cup on the Formica top of a table inside a caravan in Wales.

Late 1970s.

Olympic efforts

Matt Lambert gets beneath his black cloth to check framing and focus on his 5″x4″ studio camera. I went to see Matt at his new home in Canada and we decided on a roadtrip into America to do some photography. Part of our journey was through the Olympic mountains in the Pacific North West of the USA.

Categories USA

Political journey

In the Summer of 1990 I travelled to Poland with Adam. We spent some time with Adams dad Boleslaw Sulik who was making a documentary for the BBC on the political movements there (a hot subject at the time).

The film crew were good company but with me being ignorant of Polish politics did not know who is being interviewed here, questions have been asked on Facebook so come back for more info later!
Joining the crew to review the tapes later I remember being very impressed with the clarity of the video they recorded (though of course it was just standard definition).

In retrospect I realise I missed the bigger story of the political movements forming around the race to power and how it would effect the lives of millions of people. In 2021 we find Poland under the influence of right wing thinking that like communism before it sees a totalitarian way forward as the answer, how ironic.

 

Porto Portugal

Life within the sound of bells.
Mid 1980s trip to Portugal for some stock travel photography and a holiday. Portugal is unlike anywhere I have ever been. This was the view (possibly?) from the rented accomodation for the night. One night whilst walking the streets I was spotted by someone a little drunk, he stared at me intently and then exclaimed loudly “You have an English face!”

November dip

A gentle still day. The sea laps against the North Norfolk shore at Sheringham. Digital, not film, Lumix G7 shot processed as if it were film.

Waterway

An early component of the Victorian revolution. Canals became a network that enabled a revolution. The revolution started in the North West of England and transformed the world.

Held high in the air this waterway crosses the road.