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The number of starlings is dwindling every evening and I expect they'll all be gone by the end of March Meantime it was great to see a lovely sunset in the background rather than the cloudy grey skies we've had recently.
Brighton’s West Pier has been Britain’s most iconic pier for almost 150 years, and is renowned for its wonderful architectural style. Even in 2021, the derelict skeleton remains are still the most photographed attraction in Brighton.
In 2014 I was working on a Flickr 100 Strangers project when I met and photographed Ray on Black Rock. The purpose of the project was to introduce myself to strangers, find out about them and take their portrait. Then post the portrait and a narrative about them on the Flickr 100 strangers site. I struggled to begin with but looking back on the project I know it was those friendly 100 strangers that gave me the confidence I now have to approach and talk with complete strangers and ask to take their photo.
Hove Lawns - Hundreds of happy Father Christmas's dashing along from Hove Lawns to Shoreham and back. All in aid of the Rockinghorse Appeal - The Official Fundraising Arm of The Royal Alexandra Children's Hospital in Brighton.
I thought I was tired after walking into town but then I saw this Olde English Bulldog - mastiff. who could barely put one foot in front of the other. I tried to attract his attention when I was taking the shot but I don't think he could see me. Looking up the breed online I learnt that the breed has significant health issues as a consequence of being bred for their distinctive appearance.
When I took this shot I found separating the leaping girl from the background hotel quite challenging. In the end it was easier to use a posterize filter in post process. I'm not a lover of post processing but it did the job here.
Tra mura antiche e finestre che lo sovrastano, un gattino si impone con grazia. Il vicolo è suo, e nessuno osa contestarlo.
Between towering walls and windows that dwarf him, a kitten reigns with quiet grace. The alley is his, and no one dares to challenge.
sometimes a wall looks back. a glance frozen in lime and pigment pierces through the noise of the street.
she walks by, unaware of the weight of the painted gaze.
or perhaps she knows. and still walks on.
Hove Lawns - Hundreds of happy Father Christmas's dashing along from Hove Lawns to Shoreham and back. All in aid of the Rockinghorse Appeal - The Official Fundraising Arm of The Royal Alexandra Children's Hospital in Brighton.
Suitably grim outlook with just a touch of sun ....... then the skies opened and the ground got soaked.
Almost 1,000 young plants, grown by horticulturalists at Kew’s Millennium Seed Bank at Wakehurst, are settling into their new home at Black Rock as part of a unique coastal project.
New wildlife site
The plants arrived on the beach last month to enhance the new wildlife site being created as part of the Black Rock Rejuvenation Project.
The first stage of the project saw plants from the original wildlife site re-located to a new area of beach immediately next to the new boardwalk. This 600m long boardwalk runs through the entire new wildlife site allowing close range views of the habitat.
Watch the full story on YouTube:
www.brighton-hove.gov.uk/news/2022/kew-kemp-town?fbclid=I...
While walking through downtown Brussels, I spotted this quiet moment in the window of a tourist shop. At first, it appeared to be just a mix of knitted souvenirs and fake flowers. But as I shifted position, reflections from the street blended with the shop's interior.
A couple walked by, hand in hand, lit perfectly by the afternoon sun. I took the shot without thinking. What emerged was more than a street photo—it was a blend of reflection and reality.
The window acted like a filter, combining yarn, flowers, cobblestones, and people in one frame. The light gently pulled the eye to the couple, who felt like part of the display.
It's a simple, layered image. For a second, the couple became part of the scene, just passing through, but caught in the right moment.
Sue with Hope, Jess and Lola
I could tell Sue was a woman after my own heart when she told me about Day One of the National lockdown and her decision to be positive and stay fit. She even bought an exercise bike. Sue was telling me she walks her neighbours 3 dogs most days but wouldn’t walk on her own without the dogs. I’m the opposite and love to walk on my own.
London St Pancras - Kings Cross Light Tunnel. This used to be a wonderful, vibrant and colourful tunnel for photography. The panels along the tunnel lite up and changed colours every few minutes. Fabulous. Now there are a row of colour panels and a row of adverts ..... repeated.. Money wins again. So for once I changed the images to black and white
Frameless is described as an immersive art experience and I have to say it truly exceeded my expectations. It features four galleries, with 43 Masterpieces which travel around the walls, floors and ceiling of the galleries to beautiful, relaxing music. The works include Monet, Dali, Van Gogh, Rembrandt .........and Edward Munch, The Scream.
Built on a corner site where Old Steine met King's Road, the hotel has been central to Brighton life from the time it opened in 1826. Since then it has had a number of extensions then, in 1998, a fire started in the kitchens, spread to the rest of the hotel and was said to be 'the biggest Fire fighting operation in 30 years'.
Late Saturday afternoon, 25 years after the last fire, a fire broke out on the fourth floor of the hotel. I took this photo on Tuesday morning. The fire brigade, specialist units and police were still in attendance, the main coast road was still closed, and the fire brigade had announced that a section of the building would have to be demolished and there was a possibility that the building contained asbestos.
Fire Fighters and appliances from 10 Brigades attended the fire with the London Fire Brigade sending 5 Appliances as relief for fire fighters that worked through the night. Seeing what has happened at this hotel really drives home the value of these public services.
It was lucky I took this photo when they were setting up for 'Party on the Beach'. There was this stunning blue sky, with fluffy white clouds and a clear view through the tent frameworks to the beach, the sea and Brighton Pier. Sadly when I walked along Madeira Drive at the end of the week the beach was sealed off with solid metal fences, gating and security guards. And the school holidays start this weekend.
The Brighton Festival launched in May with the Children's Parade, after a two year break because of covid restrictions. The truly appropriate theme was rebuilding and hope, broken down into three subjects areas, rebuilding nature, homes and communities. The schools and children were invited to create large scale artworks and costumes, that explored ideas for children to learn together through making. They certainly did not disappoint.
I felt for this youngster who got stuck on the zip wire. I needn’t have worried as one of the zip guys was there in an instant and calmly rescued her.
Fotografie einer urbanen Straßenszene bei Sonnenuntergang im analogen Filmlook. Die warme goldene Stunde wirft lange Schatten auf den nassen Asphalt, in dem sich ein leuchtendes rotes KODAK-Leuchtschild spiegelt. Menschen überqueren die Straße, klassische Autos fahren durch das Bild. Die Szene wirkt nostalgisch, körnig und filmisch – inspiriert vom Retro-Charme der analogen Fotografie.
Shot this at a zoo back in the day on Kodachrome Slide film - I had to shot it quickly because they are skidish - Florida birds make me feel at home
Sadly there is someone on the boats who fires a gun into the air when the starlings arrive and start singing ready to murmur. The starlings scatter without a murmuration and fewer and fewer are coming here.
The police directed the March away from the main traffic and down a side street towards the Peace Memorial at Hove. People watched from their windows and recorded the action.
When I first walked past these gardeners they had already filled a bag with leaves, branches and weeds and were debating how to deal with the rest. When I walked back it was completely cleared. They did a good job.
a fleeting moment through the window. shadows of the present pass by, blurred and faceless, while the statue stands still, timeless and unmoved. a silent witness to all who come and go. between stone and shadow, past and present merge. a quiet reflection on memory and time.
I couldn't get any closer to this seagull and if I did try it would have flown away. But it had to be recorded! A seagull eating a fish!
Colour has always been my choice for photos so its unusual for me to take photos in, or convert them to black and white.
However I do feel certain subjects lend themselves to mono and the Road meets Rail event is certainly one of those. Maybe it’s because the event takes visitors back in time to when mono was the norm and the image becomes timeless. Maybe it’s simply because mono enhances the mood or the character of the event.
Having said all of the above this is the only image I converted. The landscape for the event and in particular the skies, we’re all to beautiful to convert them.
((Etna Protocol – Southern Slope, November 2193)
At dawn, the crater reveals its true form.
What the night kept hidden, the light slowly unveils: a mineral amphitheatre, where matter seems to speak through subtle, barely hinted tones.
That red, that ochre—unexpected chromatic nuances emerge like veins across the dark surface.
A contrast that no longer seems to belong to this world, now silent, abandoned by humankind.
The large boulder in the center appears like an ancient heart—foreign, yet inevitably bound to the landscape.
The wind is still, but something breathes beneath our feet.
The feeling that every step we take is being welcomed, recorded, and perhaps remembered, is palpable.
In these visible layers, we read the volcano’s memory—a silent chronicle of events that predate all human civilization.
Nothing moves, and yet everything feels alive, waiting.
Perhaps time itself, here, has paused to listen.
We’ve decided to stay a little longer.
The probe is active and records almost imperceptible frequencies—testimony of a world that, while seemingly motionless, has never ceased to change.
Something tells us that what we came to find is not far now.
Materia che respira – Frammento IV
(Protocollo Etna – Cratere della Cisterna, Novembre 2193)
All'alba, il cratere si mostra nella sua vera forma. Ciò che la notte custodiva, la luce rivela lentamente: un anfiteatro minerale, dove la materia sembra parlare attraverso tinte sottili, appena accennate. Quel rosso, quell’ocra, sfumature cromatiche inattese, emergono come venature sulla superficie scura. Un contrasto che non sembra appartenere a questo mondo ormai silenzioso, abbandonato dagli uomini.
Il grande masso al centro appare come un cuore antico, estraneo eppure inevitabilmente legato al paesaggio. Il vento tace, ma qualcosa respira sotto i nostri piedi. La sensazione che ogni nostro passo venga accolto, registrato e forse ricordato è palpabile.
In queste stratificazioni visibili leggiamo la memoria del vulcano, una cronaca silenziosa di eventi che precedono ogni civiltà umana. Nulla si muove, eppure ogni cosa sembra viva, in attesa. Forse il tempo stesso, qui, si è fermato per ascoltare.
Abbiamo deciso di restare ancora un po'. La sonda è attiva e registra frequenze quasi impercettibili, testimonianza di un mondo che, pur apparendo immobile, non ha mai smesso di mutare.
Qualcosa ci dice che ciò che dovevamo trovare non è lontano.
The guy who lives in this tent has been occupying the very corner of the beach for most of the summer. If I walk that way first thing he is often swimming quite far out at sea or he’s just exercising. Quite a lonely lifestyle
It's sad to watch the Black Rock site deteriorating to the point that the hoardings, which used to surround the whole site, are being allowed to fall down all around the perimeter. I know that developments and investments are afoot but in the meantime it’s been allowed to deteriorate into an unkempt, rubbish strewn site for various encampments.
I wanted to capture the gaps in the hoardings and the graffiti but while I was taking it one of the travellers came out of a van and politely ask me to give some consideration to their privacy.........