One thing about walking a puppy is that I walk slowly with less purpose. I am out because the dog needs a walk rather than my usual need to get somewhere. So we are wandering slowly. Walking slowly allows me to see more than I usually do, it is almost meditative. Almost. It allows me to think though. I walked past this manhole several times but it took me a few walk pasts it before I realised what I wanted.
So I photographed it… I haven’t quite got it right yet, but I like the visual pun. Both Rob and I thought that it looked like a sticky-backed manhole that was peeling away. The sun was right, shining on the metal cover and the tree shadow adds interest.
These steps are nondescript but from a low angle they promise something. The brickwork is full of receding perspectives and conflicting lines. The only thing missing is somebody going up the steps. Maybe next time, we walk past them often.
This highlight is on the Greenwich magazine lying in the doorway of the disused building behind the Magistrates Court. I can’t believe anybody has been reading them. Who reads the council’s freebies?
But they do look like they have been left there. I’d expect more if they had been dumped, and less tidily placed. Perhaps somebody has been reading them.
RIP Guildford Arms
Looks like a gravestone or two. Or breasts. Or I am twisted.
On the other side of the road is the piercing place where they replaced the ball in my pinna piercing for nothing. Nice people.
Not wishing to go on about Lee Friedlander’s self-portraits, but here is another one of mine.
This is a photograph I will return to. I’m not sure the 35mm lens does it justice. The Catholic church rises above the steep slope with the benches facing the view. The sun was out and the steeple looked far more imposing. I haven’t been able to it justice
Next time I’ll get the steeple between the benches and try to get an even lower perspective. And wait for the sun. And people sitting on the benches. And and and and… luckily, with the dog I have the excuse. This time I couldn’t move to where I wanted because it was full of people soaking up the sun. Gizmo raced over to some women as his wont and then saw a previous girlfiend who was really a boyfriend (large staffie). Then it became difficult to use the camera.
The common denominator here is Tri-X. The reels were developed in T-Max Dev and Rodinal. The Rodinal photos were over-developed and suffered slightly with grain, the T-Max worked well – I’m a fan. I’ve replaced the CV 35/2.5 with the Leica Summarit 35/2.5 with no regrets. Both are small lenses.
by skinnyvoice
no comments