Peruvian Street

It’s been ages since I did any street photography – but I managed to get back to it on my South American adventure.  Here’s some that made the cut; I’ll shut up and let them speak for themselves*.  Not having any better ideas, apart from heretically displaying them in colour, I shall show you them in chronological order.

Cyclist – Lima
Cyclist - Lima


Ollantaytembo side street
Ollantaytambo side street


Mercado Central de San Pedro  – Cusco I
Mercado Central de San Pedro  - Cusco I


Mercado Central de San Pedro  – Cusco II
Mercado Central de San Pedro - Cusco II


* Apart from the gas canisters you scrolled past to get to this note – I can’t figure them out either.  And that wasn’t the only bicycle I saw similarly laden.

Five Weeks of Firsts: First International Picture

Well, given the traffic on this site every picture has been seen internationally, but this was the first print I sent overseas after a customer spotted it in the 2012 A Day in the World book.  Feel free to order yours today!

Liverpool St at Rush Hour

Liverpool St at Rush Hour

Given that I’ve spent a few years working in London, this is not the only time I’ve photographed in Liverpool St Station – here’s a few very different pictures.

Familiar Stomping Ground


(Original post)

Liverpool Street Station

A picture of a train station taken from the "wrong" end of the platform from an elevated position

(The inventively titled original post is here)

And finally, another submission to the project – this hangs in my hallway at home.

Hurry Up and Wait

Hurry up ... and Wait

This post is a continuation of a retrospective series I started a few weeks ago, and continued with two-headed deer and otters.

Eiffel Tower Visitations

Winter Eiffel Tower

 Winter Eiffel Tower

The AD and I recently spent a weekend in Paris, as you may have guessed from a recent tweet.  Of course my arm had to be twisted hard – who could possibly want to go to the City of Light, of jazz, of wonderful cuisine, and the spiritual home of street photography?

Full tourist mode was engaged – which of course meant dropping luggage at the hotel in the early afternoon, then straight down to the Eiffel tower.  There may have been one or more detours for medicinal vin chaud*, as we walked from our base in Montmatre.

The queue was a long as you might expect, but a quick squint at the information boards showed that the top floors was closed due to high winds.  We played the odds, and decided to try again the next morning.  Time for Plan B.

B in this case stood for Bateau Mouche.  As we were taken along the Seine, the day aged.

Paris Day EndParis Day Ending

Mostly on the boat trip, I concentrated on the people near the river – a post for the future. The contre-jour above was entirely atypical.  As we got off the boat, the City of Light started living up to its name.

Lighting Up

Lighting up

This one will be hanging on my walls in the near future – work prints have already been made.

As the golden hour turned blue, the AD and I began to meander back to Montmatre with the aim – ultimately satisfied by duck washed down by something from the Pope’s new castle – of a delicious dinner.

Refreshed with a good night’s sleep, we headed back to the Eiffel tower for start of business.  The wind had dropped, and the top would be open.  Woohoo! Curiously, Paris flattens from the top of tower – this didn’t stop me from shooting a panorama or two**.  The second floor, brings out the lie of the land better.

View from the Second Floor

View from the 2nd floor

Yes, that’s La Basilique du Sacré Coeur in the background.  Now, could the AD and I make it to Sacré Coeur for the reverse shot?(Long time readers will know the shot exists.)  Well, of course, we were finishing up at the tower around noon – so to make it a proper challenge we decided to have a nice, long, relaxed, entirely unhurried, proprietor-closing-up-as-we-were-leaving lunch.

We got to Sacré Coeur fifteen minutes before access to the roof closed for the day.  Those 300-ish steps are tougher after a brisk walk up from the Seine.  The sunset was a washout, but the lights coming on were nice:

Paris, Circa 2014

Paris, Circa 2014

These last two pictures might just have to hang on opposite walls.

* A decision was made that January, and all it entails, would not officially start until the AD and I returned to Blighty.

** Which still need to be stitched, natch.



Space to Breathe – a retrospective

There’s been a mile or two of newspaper columns and other rantings written about ‘Overcrowded Britain’; it being the end of the world, and so on and so forth.  Maybe there is a point in there somewhere, given this shot of Liverpool Street Station:

Liverpool St at Rush Hour

(Gratuitous reuse of a picture I originally made for the project.)

Yep, it’s crazily busy and you’d have to be insane to travel through it day after day after day after da… Of course, the picture’s full title is Liverpool Street at Rush Hour (emphasis mine), and that’s about as busy as I’ve seen the station get.  I went and had a look at some stats: it turns out the UK is less densely populated than Trinidad and Tobago.  Who knew?

Given the number of people above and the stats, there must be a vast tract of empty space somewhere in there with an absence of other folk.  In all fairness, looking inside the Circle Line is probably not going to yield results. Or is it?  This was taken in Hyde Park, London*:

A Modern Wordsworth

It was originally titled A Modern Wordsworth. Of course if he really was Wordsworth, he’d be much more likely to be found in the Lake District – but those pictures would prove my point too easily.

Like Aristotle said, one swallow does not a summer make; so, let’s expand the search.  What can we find within 2 minute’s walk of a Zone 2 Tube station?  Perhaps, this:

Under the Tree

Under the tree

This was taken in Finsbury Park and originally posted on Flickr, but given the car and other folk in the background doesn’t really prove my point.  Onwards and upwards – or at least out to Zone 3.

Alexandra Palace Park

Alexandra Palace Park

This photograph and the previous aren’t that physically** far removed from each other, and there might even (if I had turned) be a sight line from the shooting position to the tree in the previous photograph. I should check that in my copious free time.  Although people aren’t exactly on top of one another, the folk to unit land ratio is still relatively high.  Let’s try a different green bit in London.

Kite Flying, Hampstead Heath

Kite Flying, Hampstead Heath

This one’s previously unpublished, but you can clearly see the distinct lack of other people nearby.  It looks like a top tip to get a lot of space to yourself is to visibly carry a very long garrotte  – or go where other people can’t be bothered to go (this is quite some distance from the nearest Tube Station).

For the sake of brevity, let’s ignore places like Richmond Park, and consider London tapped out. Orkney is too easy, so where else shall we go?

Less than 3 hours on public transport and the horse of the ten toes (if you take your time) will get you from the first picture to the South Downs, where you could share a Moment of Intimacy, Laughter or Kinship.

MILK on the South Downs

MILK on the South Downs

This was another photo originally posted on Flickr***.  Now we’re getting somewhere – there’s so much space on the Downs that a herd of ponies have room.

While everyone else is piling into the South Downs, the canny of you are still reading.  With a good sense of timing, a complete disregard for recommended airport arrival times, a short queue at Hertz, good luck and a following wind, in those same 3 hours you could be on a different island.  It has lots of space too.

Castlewellan Forest Park: Time at the Lake

Time at the lake

So, without a doubt, there’s lots and lots of room in the UK even in very close to the most densely populated areas.  To be honest, the roomy bits aren’t even hard to find.  This article hasn’t even scratched the surface of spacious spots in the UK.

If you want even more space to yourself: cheat.  Use the sea, in any way you can.

Sea Horse

Sea Horse

* Not to be confused with Hide Park, Ankh Morpork.

** Nor are they temporally that distant, either.  The latter precedes the former by about 6 weeks or so.

***So were the other pictures below this one.



Smoke Break

Here’s another photo I took with the Yash* recently.

Smoke Break

Smoke Break


It turns out the Yash is an easy camera with which to get along – unless you like direct control over shutter speed.  With minimal care you can even get 00 and 37 from a roll of HP5+.

* Yashica Electro 35 gsn.  It’s older than me, and in great condition.