From an exhibition mounted in the Peckham Pulse, the new Peckham Library, and the restaurant of Sainsbury's. Peckham Square. September 9th. 1995. Now partly on display at the new Peckham Space, on the spot where the photos were taken.
Mamiya C220. Ilford FP4 120. 'Everyone's Famous in Peckham'
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Saturday, 12 December 2009
Thursday, 22 October 2009
The Decisive Bloody Moment
'Decisive' is the key word.
It is the visualisation of a human decision. One moment moulded by all the preceding moments, and which, by the way life works, will contribute to all other decisions taken by the individual.
The decision to photograph that particular moment is conditioned by every other preceding moment, and will in turn condition the rest of the life of the photographer. The image therefore represents both the past and future of the photographer, as well as the environment which is the overriding influence. But by depicting the environment in the process of the decision, the photographer's decisive moment influences the environment.
It is the visualisation of a human decision. One moment moulded by all the preceding moments, and which, by the way life works, will contribute to all other decisions taken by the individual.
The decision to photograph that particular moment is conditioned by every other preceding moment, and will in turn condition the rest of the life of the photographer. The image therefore represents both the past and future of the photographer, as well as the environment which is the overriding influence. But by depicting the environment in the process of the decision, the photographer's decisive moment influences the environment.
Monday, 21 September 2009
Performance
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Thursday, 10 September 2009
There's Always One
It's a balmy summer sunday evening. I'm strolling home with the supper-beer, when I feel I'm being watched. There's a slight peripheral movement and a vague buzzing. I turn and see our non-kosher friend here guarding the pathway, fizzing wasps and dripping gore, basking in the London sunset.
Like a fool, I didn't go back when the light was even more spooky, and the lamplight would have really set the scene. The next morning it had gone, probably to feed foxes.
The whys and whos will never be answered. But my problem is to try to produce an image which removes me from any blame. This is probably the best I could do.
Tuesday, 25 August 2009
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