A detail from my favourite lane in Cambridge. Note the bird suspended in flight.
Category Archives: Photography
The 7/7 Community Pool
There’s an interesting Flickr photo pool on the bombings.
Unfinished business
My attempt to be artistically enigmatic. Er, in reality it’s a belt which happened to be lying on a duvet cover. Must take a course in pretentiousness sometime and get myself a New York agent.
Still life, with candles
Debris of an evening spent sitting in the garden, talking. One upside of global warming.
Isn’t capitalism wonderful
For every demand, a supply.
Witnessing history
Robert Hopkins was a US Army photographer assigned to make a pictorial record of the 1943 Yalta conference between Roosevelt, Churchill and Stalin which sealed the fate of Eastern Europe (and of a lot else besides). He’s published a riveting account of the event, larded with intimate details and some of his pictures.
This is not a piece about high politics, but about the daily life that goes on in the background and yields clues to the personalities involved — FDR in a jeep which has been made presentable by the addition of oriental rugs; or two maids making up the President’s bed. A five-hour drive over cratered roads to get from the aerodrome at Saki in the Crimea to the Livadia Palace — with the entire 90-mile route lined by Russian troops, each one in sight of the next. Bedbugs everywhere. Piles of caviare — but no decent food — for breakfast. FDR made Stalin a Martini but remarked that he couldn’t add a twist of lemon because he didn’t have any. The next morning, a lemon tree appeared. Stalin had had one flown in from Georgia overnight. Unforgettable.
Dancers
Photographed at the Bodywork show tonight in Cambridge.
The world according to RyanAir
Stansted airport, yesterday morning. Each traveller locked in his or own personal world. No interaction.
This is not a cat
I know — I’m beginning to sound like Magritte. But this is a clever bird-scarer created by friends to stop feathered fiends frustrating their attempts to re-seed the lawn. Having magnifying glasses for the eyes is a really nice touch, don’t you think.
What music, Mum?
Photographed at a concert recently. This kid had his back to the orchestra from beginning to end. Reminded me of the famous description of a psychiatrist as “someone who goes to Les Folies Bergeres and watches the audience”. Photographed with the unobtrusiveness that only an M-series Leica can provide.