It’s yesterday once more

Or, at least, a year ago. Time is noticeably flying by faster as I get older and older. I took this photo in New York a year ago today on the Staten Island Ferry. It’s a good way to see the Statue of Liberty and the Manhattan Skyline, and it’s free. This was taken with […]

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The Marvel of Media Network

For several years now I’ve been enjoying having access to the archive of vintage editions of the Media Network programme, as broadcast on short-wave by Radio Netherlands in the period 1981-2000. I was a short wave listener in the 1980’s but must confess that I was never a regular listener to any one station. I […]

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Family cars I can remember

My earliest memories are from about 1973/74. My dad’s cars Light metallic blue Mk3 Ford Cortina saloon Orange Mk3 Cortina estate Dark blue Mk4 Cortina estate Yellow Rover 2200TC “P6” Gold Rover 3500 “SD1” circa ’80 Gold Ford Granada 2.8 Ghia estate Green Ford Granada 2.8 GL estate Dark blue Mk4 Cortina estate White Ford […]

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Chromogenic absence

NYC 20th May 2016. Olympus OM10 and Kodak BW400CN film. I’ve never felt the chromogenic films really get low-light dark tones as well as they might. There is a speckled effect here which isn’t even the legendary “grain” – it just feels like something struggling. But I’ve also not done these fully analogue for years […]

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The Scorpions – Blackout

I bought the 1982 LP “Blackout” by The Scorpions on cassette back in the summer of 1985, and it was amongst the first albums I bought totally by myself (as opposed to by my parents as gifts for me when I was little). The Scorpions are still touring today and listening back to Blackout over […]

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New York Pavements

There is a photograph of me taken in 1995 on East 75th Street in New York City. It was the first time I’d been to the USA, and I was on a university field trip. Since I was studying Fine Art, our field trip had no agenda other than to soak up the culture of […]

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A house where you lived once.

A house where you lived once. Somewhere, despite everyone else who lived in it before or after you, inside it and outside it are fragments of your existence there. A handprint on a wall, buried beneath paint and wallpaper. A dent in the woodwork from crashing a toy car. Atoms of carbon dioxide exhaled from […]

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Vehicle Derek

Years ago I was in a hardcore punk band called Vehicle Derek. Recently I’ve put a few recordings of us on YouTube for posterity and nostalgia. There was no other band like us in our hometown of Boston, Lincolnshire at the time and whilst we divided opinions musically we were certainly unforgettable. Apart from stunning […]

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Beach revelations

I recently went to New Zealand for adventures with my friend Lizzy. A big itinerary was planned and we visited lots of places and saw many things. But some interesting unplanned things happened on the trip as well. The photos which make up this collage were taken on the deck of a cafe at hot […]

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Doubling up

I’ve taken photos on and off for much of my life, starting as a kid when I got my first instamatic, through borrowing my brother’s SLR, learning how to develop my own photos in my late teens and then pursuing it as part of my art school days in my early twenties. But I guess […]

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Japan

I visited Japan recently with friends, and saw temples, skyscrapers, distant cousins, video games, hot springs, mountains, bullet trains and a whole host of other things. It was the trip of a lifetime and I really ought to write something about it (and I will soon). In the meantime I’m posting pictures to Flickr, and […]

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Memories of old tapes

Made for me by Jas Toomer. I think he made this for me in 1989 to replace a previous Big Black compilation he gave me in 1988 when we worked in a flower-packing factory in South Lincolnshire.

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Dreams and remembering my dad

I had a strange dream the other night. Which is a strange thing to say, as I think each and every one of my dreams have been strange. They are always surreal, and I never wake and think, “Hey, what an ordinary, normal, dream”. So instead I’m going to say I had an *interesting* dream. […]

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