Out and about in Manchester at weekend and looking for one thing found something else.. The bright pink of the walls and ghostly torn drapes made me stop and exhale a sigh of sheer happiness and excitement. How could I not? Well you would too wouldn’t you? This wall, these windows and the fabulous tornContinue reading “Drapes”
Red leatherette seats in Preston Railway Station, caught from platform 4 just before the Glasgow to Manchester train rolled in to the station.
More meanderings around back streets and I happened upon this distinctive mark clearly indicating the identity of where I was. A characteristic sign reflected in the windows of yet another closed shop.
Another shop in town has closed and passing there today I noticed all the chairs had been stacked and placed in the empty window space, of course this caused me to stop and ponder…the light , position of chairs, dirty window.. then I saw it..the wall clock was balanced on the chairs and had stoppedContinue reading “Quarter past 8”
Took grandson to Ramp City in Blackpool this afternoon so he could let off steam and frighten me to death while he ‘dropped in’ telling me he was going to ‘boost’ the bowl! But I soon lost interest in his death defying feats when I noticed this fabulous mustard yellow color on walls and woodworkContinue reading “Mustard”
Out wandering and wondering again as am apt to do when mojo disappears and was happily surprised to see these red doors brightening up the back of a rather dull warehouse.
Anyone that knows me will know I have a thing about angles, lines and repetition so yesterday when I was in St Annes I was drawn once again to the fencing on the beach huts.. I find the linear perspective so satisfying, bringing order, albeit very briefly, to the chaotic thoughts and plans in myContinue reading “lines lines & more lines”
Charlie at the Soup Kitchen, cooking, serving, cleaning often entertaining always with a kind word and a smile..I have lots of pics of Charlie but this back view of his shoulders seems to symbolize for me the work they take on and the weight they all carry.
I love street photography, I love capturing the unsuspecting public completely unawares, sometimes my images work often times they don’t but occasionally I see a face and I know, I get a feeling, that that is the face the will make my day worthwhile. This happened yesterday when I saw this lady in Blackpool..one ofContinue reading “shooting a stranger”
The beautiful central staircase at The Museum of Liverpool this weekend, black, light, curves and lines reminding me of the magnificent Bramante Staircase in the Vatican Museum.