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I was walking along the boardwalk taking pics of the March of the Mermaids and decided to go up on the promenade and take pics looking down. And there I came across Sarah taking a mini break from her wedding ceremony on the Bandstand!
Whilst Sarah was looking beautiful the scene behind her was a queue of brightly coloured cars, hence I changed the backdrop to mono.
'The Marriage of Sarah Hoyle and Steve May took place on The Bandstand on Saturday 1st July 2023 between 14.30 pm and 16.30 pm'
I took the photo of Falmer Ponds 4 weeks ago. It looked so lush and green with the added bonus of all the ducks and geese enjoying the water. Today it is virtually dried out.
I love this time of year when the starlings return and jostle each other to line up on the boat masts. If the windows are open I hear their chorus way before I look out and see them.
They arrive earlier in the year now just like our human seasons. They used to settle in their thousands but sadly the marina are using the services of a Harris Hawk to frighten them and the gulls away from the boats ;-((
captured in palma de mallorca, this photo depicts the silhouette of a man deep in thought, with the shadow of a street lamp cast above him. in german, there is a saying "ein licht geht auf," which means "a light goes on" when someone finds a solution or understands something. the interplay of light and shadow in this image beautifully symbolizes the moment of realization and clarity.
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he was there but also not. his head vanished behind the concrete, leaving just enough to wonder who he was. or who he wasn’t. valencia, museo de las ciencias
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.
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.
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.
he turned, caught me mid-shot. for a moment, his face was all thunderclouds. then I showed him the photo. the storm broke, and he laughed—a deep, rumbling laugh that shook the air between us. he clapped me on the shoulder, muttered something like "well done." a fleeting moment, frozen forever.
The image had fully emerged now, a couple beneath the soft Parisian light. But their eyes - those eyes - were wrong. They weren’t frozen in time like the others. They were alive. Watching. His breath caught as he leaned closer, and for a split second, he swore the woman blinked. A jolt ran through him, sharp and cold, and his heart thudded against his ribs like it was trying to escape. He stepped back, knocking a bottle off the counter. It clattered to the floor, but the sound didn’t echo the way it should have. The room felt thick. Listening.
He held still, straining to hear past the hum of the ventilation fan. There it was again - a soft rustle, like fabric brushing against metal. He turned, but the room was empty. Or at least, it looked that way. The red light flickered slightly, casting new shadows across the drying prints. He glanced back at the photo in the tray. The couple hadn’t moved, but something had shifted. Their gaze was no longer at the camera - it was at him. Not like a memory, but like a mirror. Like they were seeing him now, through the layers of emulsion and time.
He swallowed hard. Was he alone? He had been, hadn’t he? The film had traveled back with him from Paris, sealed and untouched. But now he wondered - had something else come through with it? Something that had waited, hidden in the grain, until the chemicals coaxed it into form. A presence. Not malevolent, but not benign either. Just… watching. He reached for the light switch, but hesitated. Part of him didn’t want to see what else might be standing in the room.
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.
she walks once, yet appears twice—her reflection caught, her shadow trailing behind. the city folds around her, bending light, merging past and present in the glass of a flower stand. la rambla, where nothing is ever just one thing.
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...
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
On my way to the garden centre this morning I got stuck behind this pony and trap. A sign on the back of the trap said 'PONY IN TRAINING'. It made for a great photo but I could hardly pull up and cause a traffic jam behind me while I took a photo. So I overtook and drove into the garden centre car park. As I got out of the car I heard the clip clop of the pony and just grabbed my phone in time to snap it passing. I couldn't have set up a prettier background - across the hedges to the roof tops of Brighton and down to the sea,
beneath the columns and the light, the chaos unfolds. pigeons rise like restless thoughts, their wings echoing the urgency of escape. the graffiti-covered walls of the underpass, etched with rebellion and stories untold, frame the scene. shadows deepen where the light fails, and the signs above—numbers, warnings—are ignored by the rhythm of flight. they are drawn to the sky yet held by the ground, caught in a moment of tension, their movement mirroring the city's own restless pulse.
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.
“If the bee disappeared off the face of the earth, man would only have 4 years left to live".
🐝🐝I first read the quote on a visit to the Chelsea Flower Show many moons ago and I always thought it true. The quote is attributed to Albert Einstein but Michael Pocock, an ecologist with the Centre for Ecology and Hydrology says "there's absolutly no evidence that Einsteen ever said that although it does sound like the sort of thing he might have said". Believe what we will 🐝🐝