Silver birch vortex on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Fuji Velvia 100
Shapwick Heath NNR in Somerset is one of those places that can become unexpectedly otherworldly.
Silver birch vortex on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Fuji Velvia 100
Shapwick Heath NNR in Somerset is one of those places that can become unexpectedly otherworldly.
Gardening between the cracks on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 65mm f/4 L, Fuji Pro 160S.
Artificial flowers shoved in ‘tween the flagstones. The eagle eyed pixel peeper will find the labels still attached.
Connectors on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Fuji Superia Reala, Mamiya 65mm f/4 L.
No, I have no idea either.
Highrise living on Flickr.
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Spontaneous City in the Tree of Heaven installation at Cremorne Gardens in Chelsea.
Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 65mm f/4 L, Kodak TMAX 400 with the photographer standing in the flower beds. No bedding plants or spring bulbs were harmed in the making of this picture.
Sex objet trouvé on Flickr.
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Cast aside and washed up. Not a corpse.
Not a set-up, but do check Tom Kondrat’s set if that’s your thing. Either discarded by a some rah-rahs or a photographer that needs, ahem, props.
Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 65mm f/4 L, Kodak TMAX 400. A bit shaky at around 1/15 handheld. Ooh err.
Walker, Nunhead on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Rollei Retro 80s details of which, unless you are interested in cameras you can heartily ignore.
I must have been to Nunhead six or seven times so far - there are a couple of rolls being developed now. It has been a great find with so many unexpected things to search out. I think its probably drawing to an end.
I took a snap of this grave on 35mm back in the autumn and, although I liked the shot, it didn’t go with the mood of the rest of the series because it was too grainy. I went back to look at the scan and the urn was in place in the niche. Entropy is continuous and unstoppable, fellow humans, and I would have you remember that fact before you put your faith in legacy in stones. Your monument’s tenancy will be as brief as you yourself were.
Beamer on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Fomapan 400, severe grief from some blokes in a van.
“Whatyertakinpitchaov?”
“The scene? The flats? Is that OK?”
It wasn’t. I took the picture anyway.
Hollow, Nunhead on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Fomapan 400 which is cheap and cheerful.
The more I go to Nunhead, the more it fascinates me. Like Ta Prohm with a railway station you can feel like Indiana Jones clambering through the undergrowth, ignored by dog walkers.
Some romantic soul (not me - I don’t ever arrange stuff in photos except the odd twig) had found another decapitated angel a home five feet closer to the Lord in a hollow in a very old oak tree. I would have a job to find it again if asked.
The Hardy Tree, St Pancras on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, old and crusty Fuji Neopan 400.
Oh Google it.
Copse, Somerset Levels on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Provia 400x
If you look at the original there is a flock of starlings to the right hand side of the trees. If I had been able to wind one and retake, or delayed the shot for 3 or 4 seconds, it would have been a better pic. Ah the bitter sting of regret.
Eight Acre Drove, Somerset Levels on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Mamiya 43mm f/4.5L, Provia 400x
A return to an old project in time for it to draw to a close. The Somerset Levels are a man-made landscape, disguised as countryside with few roads and few public rights of way. Agricultural factory-land.
Headless Angel, Nunhead on Flickr.
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Mamiya 7ii, Ancient Tri-X, Mamiya 65mm f/4 L
This is just down from the rather splendid Angel which was the frame before this. Interestingly that snap went all viral in the disturbing teen goth community on my Tumblr which amused me greatly. Do check out the names of the other Tumblrs in the “notes” , I assume they’ll grow out of it.
On reflection the two-for-one deal of the cross *and* the Angel does result in all the style and grace of a teasmaid. Victorian grief was deep indeed.