A few pictures from the West End of London today, all made with the little Olympus XA3. Nothing especially planned or carefully composed as I was there for a couple of days with my wife, so most pictures made were grabbed whenever the opportunity arose.
Sounds of Pet Shop Boys Might be evoked by a walk In a West End town
This is an arcade in London’s Soho district. It’s been there for quite a long time – it was certainly there in the early 90s, and I expect it was there for quite a while before then. The ground floor is filled with gamblimg machines and is for over-18s only, but the entrance on the left leads downstairs to the videogame goodness for all ages.
Follow the noises The sound of the underground Of pixels and sprites
I find that I’m often drawn to photograph scenes like the one in today’s post. I’ve not tagged them in such a way as to be able to find them easily, but I’m sure that if I look through my archive of photos that there will be many that bear close resembalnce. It’s not an original composition – looming walls on either side of the frame drawing and leading your eye towards the vanishing point between – but it’s one that always appeals to me.
In urban canyons This photographer sets out In hunt of pictures
I wonder how many people attempted to traverse the private road before the owners decided to not only put up a sign, but also furnish the gate with its own custom wrought-iron version as well?
I guess one of the downsides of living in a picturesque tourist town is that you get lots of tourists, some of whom might be somewhat over-reaching in exactly which parts of the town they can explore.
Keep out of this place It’s not free to be explored It’s private you know
A couple of fast-food vans. Feels like an apt choice given I’ve had fast food for my lunch today (well, fish & chips from a chip-shop anyway). I’m also absolutely knackered as well (not from eating the fish &chips!), so it’ll be one of those concise posts today. I’ll still write a quick haiku though. Only a few more months until I stop inflicting these on anyone who happens to read the blog. I’m gonna stick out the full year of them though!
Fish and chips for lunch And very nice they were too Eaten in the sun
I’ve noticed that the numbers of people still wearing masks has declined in the months since it ceased to be compulsory and instead became a recommendation in England. There are still plenty of them about, moreso in shops and other indoor spaces, but there’s a definite reduction. I still tend to wear mine when indoors (not at home, obviously) but have found myself forgetting more frequently of late. Previously the fact that the majority of the people around me were wearing them would act as a reminder and I’d quicky don my own, but with fewer to be seen it can be easier to forget, especially if I’ve been going in and out of various shops, continually putting my mask on and taking it back off again.
Forgetting my mask Is becoming more common As rules are withdrawn
This photo was made on our first visit to Bakewell in almost a year. I last visited back in October last year. I’d planned on going out again when the autumn colour kicked in properly but the country was thrust into a series of “tiers” based on Covid-19 infection rates and I was unable to travel beyond our local area.
While it was nice to get out there again on this day the weather wasn’t the best, being dull and rainy while we were there. I shot twenty frames with the XA3 and got a few nice pictured despite the conditions, including this one looking up the River Wye.
I was very busy with work and sorting our cat out after his recent accident, so stumped up to have this and another roll lab developed to save me the time.
A trip to Bakewell On a dull and rainy day Can still be quite nice
An iconic symbol of traditional British seaside resorts, the chair in this photo was nowhere near a beach – it was for sale on a stall with a wide array of memorabilia and brik-a-brak.
I like to look at stalls and shops selling this sort of stuff. Occasionally they’ll have something I’m interested in purchasing (camera gear probably), but they are also a treasure trove of nostalgia and unknown stories. Wher did this deckchair come from for instance? Was it taken from a seaside beach at some point, or was it purposely bought for someone’s garden, or perhaps to take on days out so the cost and hassle of hiring a chair might be avoided? Similarly the Bahamas calendar hung up beside it? Who bought it? When did they travel there? How did it end up on this stall? (although I fear I know the answer in most cases…).
Often you will find children’s toys, whether abandoned as they grow out of them, or perhaps lost, like something from a Toy Story movie. Sometimes things that you might expect no-one would buy, such as the plastic radiotherapy mask that was also on this stall – whoever that belonged to, I hope they discarded it as part of a full recovery.
When I was a child I would watch Bagpuss on TV. For those unfamiliar with the show, it was a children’s programme about an antique shop owned by a girl named Emily. Within the shop were a number of children’s toys including stuffed animals, dolls, carved wooden bookends, a “marvellous, mechanical, mouse organ” and the eponymous Bagpuss himself, a pink and white saggy old cloth cat. In each episode, Emily would bring a lost item to the shop and the inhabitants would awaken (“When Bagpuss wakes up, all his friends wake up”!) and they would examine the item, someone would tell the charming tale of it’s history, and it would be mended (by the mice) and placed back in the shop window so that it’s owner might find it again. It was made by a British animation studion called Smallfilms who made a number of similarly nostalgic and charming shows. The creators of the shows were Peter Firmin and Oliver Postgate, both of whom are sadly no longer with us, but whom countless grown-up children carry a small fond part of in their memories.
Stalls such of this always remind me of Bagpuss a little.
A saggy cloth cat Brings back memories of youth Now I’m saggy too
Yashicamat 124G & Shaghai GP3. Lab developed in Xtol.
This is one of those photos that I have high hopes for when I first see the negative but which, on closer examination, is let down by some technical problem. In this case the man in the mirror is slightly out of focus. Now there’s a good reason for this – the photo wasn’t a posed portrait, it was a candid shot which involved me crouching down to get the correct angle on the mirror and then capturing someone’s refelction as they walked past. People would be in the mirror for a fraction of a second, so no time to nail the focus and I just went with what looked right in the brief moments that someone passed through the frame.
I still like the picture a lot, but wish I’d have nailed the focus better. The pose is bang on though and I don’t think I could have gotten anything better.
Man in a mirror Seeing a reflection of A photographer
Yashicamat 124G & Shaghai GP3. Lab developed in Xtol.
Still on the photos of vintage cars and the like made during my recent trips to a couple of traction / vintage rallies.
Today a 1952, series 62 Cadillac Coupe. I know this because it says so on the car’s license plate. 🙂
Once again, some very nice results from the pushed Shanghai GP3. Unfortunately more dust spots than normal, but I always seem to find this when I have lab developed film – the rolls I develop at home have far less dust surprisingly (although they do tend to suffer much more from drying marks).
No pink Cadillac This one was rusty and worn Perhaps on purpose
Yashicamat 124G & Shaghai GP3. Lab developed in Xtol.