Shady Comments & Laughing By-Standers

When relationships have a tiff in public, and even though we try our best not to be noticed, there is always a few that out of sight snigger and watch the show.

Shame, they were arguing over which street the butchers was on.

Shot with a Minolta Hi-Matic AF2

Agfa Vista 200

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19:22 Southbound & The Third Man

“In Italy for thirty years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder, bloodshed. They produced Michaelangelo, da Vinci, and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, five hundred years of democracy and peace, and what did they produce? The cuckoo clock”

(Harry Lime: played by Orson Welles, The Third Man)

The best part of winter is the early, cold windy nights that draw in very quickly here in the UK.

I love the night time in a major city such as Manchester. Street signs and window displays light the gloomy wet paths and direct you round this Victorian jungle.

It is also a great time to capture people going about their worlds in a film noir atmosphere.

Manchester is full of old buildings that in the dark give off a sense of claustrophobia and dread, as if they peer down on you in disgust from their high rise arrogance and compel you to the shadows of the cobbled streets below.

At night it reminds me of the dark street scenes from the classic Noir “The Third Man” a wonderful comical film that is not as entertaining as it is shocking, once you find out what Harry Lime has been up to.

Stop to look at a metro station in Central and you are transported to that Vienna feel of gothic undertones and religious intent at one side of the platform.

And on the other a 21st century social update bringing you subtly back from nostalgia.

Yes, Manchester at night can easily be mistaken for the set of The Third Man.

Of course you have to be in the right place and time to transport back to old town, and it is fare to say you could be anywhere and find yourself on your favourite movie scene.

So look up, you never know what you might find….. Old Man.

Old Curiosity Shop

Down Pillory St, tucked in between houses and winding cobbled roads lies the Victorian corner hardware store, where you can buy anything your imagination desires yet at night when the cold draws in and the darkness wraps around red brick and faded signs like a thick winters fog, The Old Curiosity Shop comes to life and lights up the path of wonder like Christmas windows beckoning in the warmth.

Mad Max

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I met this couple in a shopping centre car park. I loved their car and asked to take a portrait with them, they was more than happy to say yes.

There is a lot of detail on the car and you have to look close to see it all. It reminded me of Mad Max, which they took as a compliment.

Yashica 635
Kodak Tri-x 400 asa
120mm film
Epson V550 Scan

Camera/Cake Exchange

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On a market stall in a tudor village I met a photographer selling cakes.

We chatted about our interest and camera collection before I asked for a portrait in exchange for a chocolate cake.

Funny how a camera around your neck will start the most innocent conversations.

Yashica 635
Kodak Tri-x 400 120mm
F8
1/125 sec

Rainy Days


Ricoh GR1S. Ilford Delta 3200. Northern Quater, Manchester. 

Building Bridges


The most important conversations always happen in the most public of places.

Ricoh GR1S. Ilford Delta 3200. Northern Quater, Manchester.