Old studio pictures using negative film and my trusty Olympus OM4 camera then on to darkroom which I still have but never use except for storing junk.
Digital much more convenient and easy but a lot less satisfaction and skill. But I still have my negatives so scan them into computer add border,fine tune then here.
Giorgio Morandi a fine artist who'se work escaoed me un til I opened Margaret Gosden's blog and follow up in BryAntics So I'm still on a learning curve and I thought it was all behind me.
I've spent nearly a third of my life in London,left it in the mid sixties not liking the changes from the forties and fifties...parking wardens,nasty highrise buildings,muggings and the closing of small shops etc.Didnt much care for the drug scene and flower power either.Somerset and the friendly locals was a step back in time and a change for the better.
But.... I still miss London and still think myself a Londoner,still miss the walks in the park on a sunday,and still miss the youngsters on the street,but there are a lot of things I dont miss now and unless London could transform itself back to the forties and fifties I could never go back to live there.(couldnt afford it anyway!)
Excuse my indulgence but this brings back a lot of memories of sailing on these waters though I did it way back in the forties when there were a lot less boats.
Tomorrow is the big day for getting the tree out of the snug without half a million pine needles on the floor which somehow are still found there in the middle of summer. Every year I swear this will be the last tree but with a grandchild around thats a no go. Last years real one smelled just like cat pee which wasnt great and had to be sprayed with stuff which wasnt green. Next year may be a plastic one,not sure if thats greener than a cut down real one. Greenest way would be to go and spend christmas in a pine forest but I would need a very long lead for the lights. Meanwhile does anybody know how to get a tree through the house without shedding all its needles?
Look HERE for Geraldgee cutting his rug at the best New Years Eve dance ever.
All the London art schools made floats for a procession in the Albert Hall which were then allthough guarded by rugby teams, demolished on site with great relish.
My own school had a very beatiful and topless mermaid on our float well protected from the young sports. If you helped with the making of the float you got a cheap ticket which is how I got in plus you got to aid the fitting of the mermaids tail
The crowds dancing were so vast you had to make rendevous points or get lost for ever. bars and food were up in the upper passages round the hall,at the very top were the casualities,by five in the morning that floor was full, to the sound of much groaning.