Spending More Time With My Camera

It’s such a relief and joy to have spent more time with a camera in my hand recently. Since coming out of hospital my energy and physical health have lowered opportunity and motivation to take my cameras out with me. Canary Wharf was the first Photography trip, and I’ve been out recently as well.

I’m getting used to my camera, settings and operation again. However, I feel my “eye” is good.

Here’s a couple of recent photos, taken on my Olympus OMD EM10 MK III

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Action Man And The Wars Of Ireland

Humph – there’s three wars for me to chat about today; The Wars of Ireland; The Wars of the churches control over the people; My war with Richard. Let’s start with that muppet Richard.

Who on earth wakes up at 3.30 am and repeatedly asks “Action Man, Action Man, are you awake?”. What’s a guy supposed to say? Do I stay quiet and hope he gives up and goes back to sleep? Or do I say “STFU!!! I was sleeping until you woke me you Bassa”.

I tried the first but had to resort to the second. In the end I was so cross I jumped on his bed and kicked his little to, right on the corn. Ha, that’s gotta hurt.

I bet it doesn’t hurt as much as fighting for the independence for your country though.

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The Irish have had to fight for independence for their Country throughout the centuries. Why did the British have to dominate every country that they could? The political bollox of Brexit has re-ignited the war, particularly over the border. The backstop could potentially force the North into closer ties with the South, and weaker ties with the rest of the UK. It doesn’t sound like a big deal, but Ireland, both Northern and the Republic, has had enough violence, bloodshed and generational trauma. Here’s to the memory of those who lost their lives in the battle for independence.

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The Church is fighting a losing battle as well. There is a generational divide between those who still have faith in the Church and those who feel depleted and disillusioned by generations of control, abuse of power and abuse. Morning worship reflects the divide.

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The difficulty is that the Church professes to represent God, so when people lose their faith in the church, they often lose their faith in God. That’s what happens when a religion is all-powerful, especially when it preaches hell and damnation. What happens internally when you can’t believe in the Church and you believe you’re damned to hell? The loss of direction can make life incredibly challenging.

Enough of the heavy shite. I got to sit with the Virgin Mary. Ain’t I the lucky one.

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It was really peaceful in the church. Not sure that Richard should have been taking photos during morning worship, but that’s nothing compared to what the crazy bugger did next. He only walks around town asking strangers if he could take their photographs for his next assignment. Only one person said yes. It’s a bit different from back home where the majority say yes. I’m not sure if this was a city thing, perhaps people are more cautious in cities? I dunno, I was too embarrassed, so I hid in the rucksack.

We walked down St Patrick’s Street to Father Matthews Statue.

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Bit gutted really. What’s the point of me writing a travel blog if you can barely see me? Does Richard not know who I am? Humph.

It’s quite ironic that Father Theobold Matthew was a founding member of the Total Abstinence Society. After a few short years he was able to demonstrate that Abstinance reduced crime in the city, and there’s me thinking that abstinence is a crime. Shows how twisted my alcoholic thinking is.

Before Richard finished his Christmas shopping, we went for a walk and found some people who were more my size. I’m not sure what country their national dress is from though.

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As for Christmas shopping; the first rule of Christmas shopping is you don’t talk about Christmas shopping. Nuff said. Night night.

London

On the way home from my interview at the University for the Creative Arts in April, I had a few hours in London.

St Paul’s Cathedral and Millenium Bridge

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St Paul’s Cathedral

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Kings Cross Station

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Houses of Parliament

London, April 2018

The London Eye

London, April 2018

The women of world war II

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Field Marshal Earl Haig

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Horse Guard

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Nelson’s Column and Trafalgar Square

London, April 2018

St Pancras Station

London, April 2018

Leeds

My recent trip to leeds was winderful. My primary photography was street art and tages which I am using for exercise 3.2 Typography. However, I took a few of the city as well. Some I am keeping just for myself. They are interesting to me but not great photos. Here are some that I enjoy as photos as well as being part of my enjoyment of the wonderful city of Leeds.

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Leeds – Emulating Andreas Gursky

My recent trip to Leeds was a wonderful opportunity for photography. I did tryto seek permission to shoot from the top of Bridgewater place (a modern business and residential tower block) and also from the Double Two Hilton. Both to no avail. However I made use of multi-storey carparks, and one tenament style tower block with an outside balcony (a bit sneaky but well worth it).

I have put together a little gallery by grouping together shots that reminded me of Andreas Gursky, whom I briefly reviwed for exercise 2.2 (seen here). I will be adding a few other photos, and a couple of panoramas that I made from the tower block, to my gallery over the next few days.

In the mean time, I hope that you enjoy Leeds.

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Stopped And Questioned By The Police Whilst Photographing On Saturday

A bit of a scary but also positive experience. I like the North of England, and despite the progressive destruction of traditional heavy industry,and the development of a service based economy, there are many places where traditional industry is still functioning. I was aware that we were due to have a week with below zero temperatures and we’;re meant to have a lot of snow, so I decided to go for a walk, and explore a place I hadn’t been to before.

I had walked along the coast and taken photos of many things that interested me, and one of those was what appeared to be an inland oil rig. It’s a gas rig, but I am not sure if they drill for gas under the rig, or whether the rig is connected to a field just off of the coast.

There was also a really interesting building near by so I took a couple of photos of that. Whilst doing so a police car turned up, and as I was the only person around I figured they wanted to speak with me.

One of the officers got out of the car, with an assault rifle tucked under his arm (not pointing at me), and I was a little scared at this point. He explained that he was from the Civil Nuclear Constabulary and that I had been photographing a nuclear power station. He explained the security concerns to me, and had to carry out a PNC check to ensure that I was not connected with any terrorist activity.

He was calm, polite, interested in my photography and my studies. He explained that there was no requirement for me to show him the photos that I had taken, but would appreciate it if I did. He could see quite clearly that my photography was quite random, and we discussed my frustration with the current government believing that the Northern Powerhouse is only Leeds and Manchester (this is something that I may be able to explore during the next section of my coursework).

It has taken me a few days to process the situation, and I have decided that even though I have not been asked to delete or not show the photograph, I am not going to do so. I will keep it for my own collection though because I like heavy industry and the landscape that surrounds it.

Here is the photo of the gas rig though. This is the Northern Powerhouse.

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Exploring the symbolism of the photo.

The rig – Power, Strength, Might, Domination

The grass – wasteland, waste, emptiness, void – each blade of grass represents one person who has been put out of work as the traditional industry is destroyed, the bare shrubs are destroyed communities

Despite all of this I see beauty.