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Link to the exhibition catalogue has gone live. One example from each artist plus info about the exhibition itself. Today I heard my two standby pics have been added to the other three so there will be five pictures in total. Dead chuffed 

Got five pieces of work on show at the Espacoi Gallery from 10th July. Pleased as punch. Do come along!

Got five pieces of work on show at the Espacoi Gallery from 10th July. Pleased as punch. Do come along!

I just supported #ThumbsUpForStephen on @ThunderclapIt // @TeenageCancer

Taken exactly one year ago, almost exactly, at the airport in Porto, Portugal which goes by the grand name of Aeroporto Francisco Sá Carneiro.  Not bad for a snap wiv ma fone is it?

Taken exactly one year ago, almost exactly, at the airport in Porto, Portugal which goes by the grand name of Aeroporto Francisco Sá Carneiro.  Not bad for a snap wiv ma fone is it?

My mate Kyle just posted this pic on his Facebook timeline of the Mars Curiosity rover pointing its camera at itself to create the ultimate selfie.  Perfect!  Mind you, someone photo-bombing it would be even more perfect lol

My mate Kyle just posted this pic on his Facebook timeline of the Mars Curiosity rover pointing its camera at itself to create the ultimate selfie.  Perfect!  Mind you, someone photo-bombing it would be even more perfect lol

I suppose you could say I was just hanging out with friends. Or you could say this photo was of people who were well hung. Or you could say I was held in suspense. Or you could say this picture is being sent via cable internet.  Or you could say enough with the puns already and get on with it. OK……
This pic was taken last summer on the cable car which crosses the Thames river in my home town of London.  Part of the tube and bus network, which I know it sounds bonkers and it is, especially as it connects nowhere with nowhere and is nowhere near the centre of the city, its sponsored by good old Emirates, the airline from, er, the Emirates.  OK, its not exactly nowhere to nowhere. It connects the xCel  centre with the o2 arena but as neither of them are anywhere near anywhere my insult stands :p  What is does mean however is that you get cool views of the o2 naturally, but also with the skyscrapers of Canary Wharf in the background. 
The cable car is only open till 9pm though so if you want night time photography you need to go in winter. Closes at 8pm at that time of year but as Londoners know and visitors may not, sunset is anything between 3pm and 5pm in winter so you’ll be fine.  
Roll on the light summer nights.

I suppose you could say I was just hanging out with friends. Or you could say this photo was of people who were well hung. Or you could say I was held in suspense. Or you could say this picture is being sent via cable internet.  Or you could say enough with the puns already and get on with it. OK……

This pic was taken last summer on the cable car which crosses the Thames river in my home town of London.  Part of the tube and bus network, which I know it sounds bonkers and it is, especially as it connects nowhere with nowhere and is nowhere near the centre of the city, its sponsored by good old Emirates, the airline from, er, the Emirates.  OK, its not exactly nowhere to nowhere. It connects the xCel  centre with the o2 arena but as neither of them are anywhere near anywhere my insult stands :p  What is does mean however is that you get cool views of the o2 naturally, but also with the skyscrapers of Canary Wharf in the background. 

The cable car is only open till 9pm though so if you want night time photography you need to go in winter. Closes at 8pm at that time of year but as Londoners know and visitors may not, sunset is anything between 3pm and 5pm in winter so you’ll be fine.  

Roll on the light summer nights.

Here’s some shots from one of my vintage cameras.  These are taken with a Kodak Vest Pocket, a camera which many soldiers took to the trenches with them during world war one, my particular one dates to about 1920.  This venerable piece of photographic kit is still in working order and until recently you could still buy the 127 roll film that it uses. Word on the grapevine is that it’ll soon be manufactured again as it’s in demand from vintage camera enthusiasts. 127 cameras were being manufactured right up to the 1960’s, albeit far removed from the pre-war folding cameras.  

The lens as you can imagine on such an old camera is primitive and bedevilled by much distortion and bending of the image. If you’re going to use these cameras in the city expect street lights and buildings to be bending towards the road, and probably round the corner too, so you have to think hard about what you photograph, and how. Obviously, it’s great for taking shots of groups of people, that was the camera’s purpose by and large. You can get reasonable results assuming the day isn’t too dull. If it is you can expect images which are largely underexposed, like some of the examples above.

These pictures were taken a few years ago just before the film size went out of production and feature several views of London together with a couple of the river Arno in Florence. 

More about the camera here: http://camerapedia.wikia.com/wiki/Vest_Pocket_Kodak

Vanishing point on a bridge over the North Circular Road. A pretty bleak corner of the London borough of Brent, human beings have no business being on foot.  You never see anyone there, just the endless traffic speeding past on their way to or from Ikea and Tesco. It’s not the kind of place I’d like to be on my own after dark but with model Peter Mitchell in tow on a weekday afternoon it was a pretty safe bet we’d be able to photograph without me being relieved of my camera by a passing mugger, or indeed see someone relieving themselves. It’s that kinda place.

Vanishing point on a bridge over the North Circular Road. A pretty bleak corner of the London borough of Brent, human beings have no business being on foot.  You never see anyone there, just the endless traffic speeding past on their way to or from Ikea and Tesco. It’s not the kind of place I’d like to be on my own after dark but with model Peter Mitchell in tow on a weekday afternoon it was a pretty safe bet we’d be able to photograph without me being relieved of my camera by a passing mugger, or indeed see someone relieving themselves. It’s that kinda place.