Across to Blackheath Village first thing Saturday for a haircut. Nice autumn light shining on the display outside the florists by the station.
Over to Charlton Park next on Charlton Champion duties to photograph the official opening of the new skatepark, built by Greenwich Council and funded by developers taking over the old skatepark site in Woolwich (amid much inevitable controversy).
Full set of skatepark pics at The Charlton Champion.
I’ll definitely be back there soon to take more photos; the light wasn’t ideal (sudden brightness between downpours as Storm Brian passed over), and a longer lens would be better – I had assumed that my 14mm would be ideal for capturing the whole skate bowl scene but, as always seems to happen when I use a wide angle lens, it was quickly abandoned for the 35mm. Next time I’ll take the 60mm for more portraits.
The evening was spent playing guitar with Ronnie Ripple & The RipChords at Genesis cinema in Mile End; a fun gig performing after a screening of Back to the Future. I really should have used it as an excuse to face down my 30 year fear of playing the intro and solo for Johnny B Goode, though. Hopefully there’ll be another chance there soon.
An hour free to take photos around Deptford Creek and all my Fuji gear in the camera bag…but no memory card. I suppose I should be grateful it doesn’t happen all that often. Here’s an iPhone shot of a particularly low tide, looking down the creek from the Laban centre towards Ha’penny Hatch.
Alec Soth’s Sleeping by the Mississippi at Beetles & Huxley: stunning prints, on display for free just off Piccadilly.
Giles Duley interviewed on A Small Voice podcast: Ben Smith’s podcasts rarely disappoint, but this one I thought was outstanding. Giles Duley tells his extraordinary story incredibly articulately, and I can’t recommend it enough.
Brian David Stevens’s Beachy Head photobook – a somber but not melodramatic look at a difficult landscape; fine work at a democratic price point.
I’ve never been massively excited about sunset pictures, but it’s hard to resist when Greenwich Park is a short evening bike ride away and the sky looks like this.
In other news, I now have a Facebook page for my photography; ‘Like’ it, if you like.
The finale of 2017’s Greenwich & Woolwich Docklands International Festival came to Woolwich on Saturday, processing from Peter Burke’s Assembly sculptures in the Royal Arsenal, across the road and into General Gordon Square, via a loop around Powis St. I can’t pretend to have understood exactly who or what the loin-clothed dancers represented, but I enjoyed it; particularly the raving-in-Powis-Street section.
Plus a bonus shot of a swarm of hats in Poundland on Powis Street here:
The rowan tree outside my house is a spindly thing, nothing like the handsome plane trees that London does so well elsewhere; and pretty deficient in blossom compared to the trees in other streets around the neighbourhood. It does, though, produce a healthy load of berries each year, and at some point – depending how cold the winter has been – the birds suddenly descend and strip it bare. This week seems to be the start of that process; magpies, robins, blackbirds, blue tits and great tits have all appeared, and – for the first time that I’ve noticed (though doubtless they’ve been before) – a thrush. Possibly a pair of thrushes.
I took this picture this morning on my Fuji X-t10 with the XF60mm lens. It looked utterly unimpressive on the back screen of the camera, but put into Lightroom, cropped a little, auto tone and auto white balance applied then tweaked a little, I was very pleased with the end result. It pays not to go by the camera screen too much.
It started snowing shortly after I took this, and I could have gone back to get another shot, but it was cold, damp, and I still had my slippers on. And that’s why I’ll never be Wildlife Photographer of the Year.