60 minutes, 15.7.12

Whether it be hopeful suitors carving their names, or memorial plaques revealing a favourite place, chairs and seats always tell a story. This location was once a far more grand setting. Near Gunnersbury Park next to the A4, it looked very neglected, positioned virtually under the M4 Flyover. When I went back yesterday, it had gone. I wondered what memories disappeared with it.

Last year I posted images on my blog from various walks, often under the title 60 minutes. I may well start bringing them over to Tumblr.image

Instagram

Finally following fellow snappers Mr Jack Lowe and Mr Julian Calverley away from Instagram. Jack’s ‘An Ode to Instagram‘ is well worth a read, and echoes my sentiments, so I won’t add anymore to the mix. It is a shame that the new T&C’s were introduced…all very heavy handed. All except two of my images were removed before the 19th January deadline, just in case there was another backtrack by the bods at IG. None so far! So I’m now currently residing at EyeEm

My most liked image

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Sky gazing

As I spent many years chasing rainbows, sunsets, moonrises or any kind of moody excitement happening in the sky whilst on car shoots, I acquired the knickname ‘The Prince of Darkness’. A couple of jornalists in particular knew that if they came out with me, they would always miss their tea. Sorry guys!. Old habits die hard. But here are some shots for you, without tin boxes!.

I found these photographs whilst searching for something else this afternoon. Taken a couple of years ago, they illustrate the spectacular cloud formations that can occur at certain times of the year on the Alantic Coastline, near Cape Trafalgar.

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

Cape Trafalgar

 

 

Revisiting Old Jimmy Garlick

Yesterday I recieved an email regarding a post I wrote last May, about a mummy interred at the church of St James Garlickhythe, in the City of London. Referred to as ‘Old Jimmy Garlick’, no one knows who he really is. As a student in 1982, I took a photograph of this poor fellow.

Jimmy Garlick
Old Jimmy Garlick, 1982

I wasn’t sure what happened to the body after my visit, but apparently sometime afterwards, he was placed into a modern casket with a bit more dignity than a glass fronted case. This was kept in the bell tower. Unfortunately due to new bell ropes being installed after the recent Diamond Jubilee, Jimmy needed to be moved again, hence the email. No recent photograph was available to include in a history of the church.

Old Jimmy Garlick's Casket with new bell ropes installed

Old Jimmy Garlick's Casket with new bell ropes installed in 2012 - Photo courtesy of ©John Sutton

I’m glad he now appears to have a permanent resting place. As said in the previous post, he was stored in the crypt in 1982, and was an unwelcome spectator of  builders working beneath the church. They moved him into a dark corner, face to the wall, so he couldn’t watch them!. I was asked to move him back to a position that was more suitable for a mummy – ie not damp! Moving dead bodies around is an odd thing, but strangely, there was absolutely nothing spooky about this at all. In fact ‘Old Jimmy’, close up,  almost had a smile as he wobbled in an undignified manner, whilst I dragged the casket bit by bit into the middle of the crypt!.

 

Thanks to John Sutton from St James Garlickhythe, for the photograph, and for the new information.

 

60 minutes – Ashton Court, Bristol, 8th July

I lived in Bristol for around 12 months through 1983-4, during the last few terms of college. Planning to start a business with an art student friend, much time was spent cycling around the city, discussing photography, graphics and taking photographs. The business bit never happened in the end, as I ended up getting a job as a staff photographer on the car magazines at Haymarket Publishing, and moved back to London. But I still have an affinity with the place.

Last weekend, after a very enjoyable evening at Lia and Juliet’s supper club, I had the opportunity to walk around an old haunt, Ashton Court. After a gap of 28 years, it was a completely different place, and strangely it felt as if I had never been there before. Maybe it was the rather splendid (and generous) Mint Juleps served by Lia Leendertz that shaped my thoughts! But the following images are my reaction to the park in 2012.

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

Ashton Court, Bristol

 

 

 

The Coast of Light – June 11th

The Coast of Light series, June 2012

Cliff top marker in 2009, Cala del Aceite

Cliff top marker in 2009, Cala del Aceite

In the summer of 2009 I took this photograph of one of the markers lining the cliff-top path, near Cala del Aceite, which stand like skittles on a conveyor belt. This Atlantic coastline is exposed to extreme weather conditions at certain times of the year. It is battered by storms and also subject to torrential rain, meaning the cliffs are similutaneously undercut and washed out to sea.

Cliff top in June 2012 with missing marker

Cliff top in June 2012 with missing marker

Soil erosion and fallen cliff top marker, Cala del Aceite

Soil erosion and fallen cliff top marker, Cala del Aceite

Cliff top marker, Cala del Aceite, Andalucia, Spain, showing soil erosion

Landslide debris with cliff top marker, Cala del Aceite

Cala del Aceite - landslide debris

Cala del Aceite - landslide debris