Birdsong

Aside from the above title being a most excellent war novel by Sebastian Faulks, it is also a truism of the current times we are living through . . . I know, it's really bizarre isn't it!

I don't know about you, so I can only speak for myself - I live in a City next to a busy road. Even at the back of the house, in our garden, the traffic noise is there most of the time, from the low drone, to the boy racer, buses trucks and lorries, to the upper, always there thrum.
Noise is something we never truly get away from unless we hit the wild spaces.
It can be incredibly silent on a mountain top; and especially when the wind dies down. it's an all encompassing quiet, tinted with the movement of air, and the thundering of your heart and the coarse old engines of your lungs; but it is something else too - it's a physical presence.
It's like, with nothing moving around, the air has stilled to its natural state - no thermals to lift it, no massed patterns of weather squashing and twisting.
None of that.
Silence becomes a state of being, and to be alone in that, far from the modern world, well, it's beyond my ken, and I can only say that everyone should be given the opportunity to experience it.

I guess that's why traffic noise gets me.
You really can't escape it - even in quiet, sleepy villages, there's always something whizzing along, cutting up the quiet and disappearing off into the distance.

And yet now, with the enforced shutdown of nearly every aspect of society due to CV, suddenly the traffic has stilled and it is bliss.

The birds have commandered the silence again, re-taking what had been theirs and filling it with a sweet song that says, no matter what, life in all it multifarious forms will go on, with or without us.

I find that wonderful.

So go on, go out on your Govenment-Approved Once A Day Exercise and see if I'm not right. Listen to those little chirpers, going for it like there's no tomorrow and relish it, because the world will revert back to its noisy old self and the silence and trills will seem like a distant memory.

OK, this is FB, so there's some photography going on, like it or not!

I couldn't find any pictures of birds, so instead went for the next best thing - places in the world that I have found peaceful!
Not that we've travelled much, but all the same, I think that, if you are open to it, peace can find you at all times.
Here's some of them:

Petit Sablon Afternoon

OK, this was taken with the Nikon F3 and f2.8 28mm CRC Nikkor - it's a great lens, and takes a lovely photograph. 

It's a detail of a fountain in the Petit Sablon Square in Brussels. 

A small but beautiful area of peace - yes there's traffice noise, but there's also birdsong and the rilling of water - highly recommended if you are ever there.

Petit Sablon Fence

Another detail from Petit Sablon, this time with the Sony A6000 sporting the 35mm f2 Nikkor 'O'. 

It's done a fab job I think, the colours are quite subtle.

De Kattenkabinet   - Spot The Cat

Same camera and lens, but a different place.

Amsterdam is nuts and even more-so these days, well, it was . . . . bet the locals, like those in Venice are relishing every moment just now.

Well, in amongst the bong-hunting, beer-swilling, neighbourhood-annoying youthful hordes, there is this - De Kattenkabinet. 

Basically a museum dedicated to all things feline and quite a delight actually (even if you don't like cats!). 

This is the garden at the back, inhabited by lots of sleepy cats and, incredibly, chickens. The songbirds are pretty fly there too - they keep themselves well above the cats and taunt them with song and flitting.

Hell of a place!

Abandoned Nets

Off the coast of Croatia there is a small archepeligo called the Elaphiti Islands. They're sleepy places, and really rather quaint and peaceful.

The above abandoned fishing net, was taken on Suđurađ, the quietest and sleepiest of the lot. Sony and 35mm Nikkor again . . . .

It is a wonderful island with groves and sleepy farmhouses and strange bits of junk lying about, and, of course, birds. There are some cars there, but mostly, it's the occasional whizz of a scooter that cuts the peace.
I'd love to go back one day.

When In Rome

They Really Do Follow You

When in Rome, do as the Romans do . . . stay off the streets at midday! It can get bloomin' hot, unbearably so actually, and of course, everyone wants to maximise their holiday so they're out and about in extreme temperatures.

So, what to do, when your (under)pants resemble kinked and knotted, skin-chaffing bits of soggy sandpaper? 

Yes, that's right - head to The Cimitero Acattolico, or The Non-Catholic Cemetery for Foreigners in Testaccio, Rome (to give it its full name).

It is the single greatest city space I have ever encountered.

Choc-full of incredible gravestones, some quite recent, it really is an oasis in the busiest City I have ever been in.

Lots of birds, and lots of graves like the above, which scared the bejeesus out of me - it's just there, lurking and staring directly at you no matter the angle you're at. 

Very weird.

The camera was The Ship's Anchor! The Nikon D300S and the 18-70mm f3.5-4.5 G AF-S DX.

Jings it was heavy, however (and despite no longer owning it) it rendered colours pretty well.

Gentrified Glen

When the Nikon went back, I got the Fuji X2-ES and 27mm f2.8. A fine get-up, but for someone raised on Nikon F's and Mamiya C330S's, as light as a gnat's fart. It developed a fault too, so went back and I hung up my digital improvements.

Anyway, this wonderful little place is besides Cambo house just south of St Andrews. It's a small Victorian 'improved' dell, with this wonderful burn running through it and a couple of small ironwork bridges. 

Dead peaceful and lots of birds.

Tribute To Eliot Porter

This was taken besides the Adriatic and is a Pie-Phone (Mk V, meat and potato) pic. There's flare, but somehow it reminds me of early LF colour photographs by a hero of mine Eliot Porter - think it is the format actually. Anyway, this wee walk was beautiful with birds, wild figs and the soft lapping of waves, mixed in with the gentle twanging of mankinis from the German tourists who liked to bathe there. 

Ah the sound of a twanging mankini . . . I'll say no more!

The Pool At The Centre Of The World

I think I've shown you this before - it's a loud little pool at the head of a Glen where you can go no further. 

Not much in the way of birds at such an elevation save the odd grouse and a few eagles, but peace ran out of the rocks and enfolded me. 

Again a heck of a place - and if the government don't restrict all outdoor activities I'll try and get back there whilst there's still some snow on the ground . . .

Camera was a 500C/M and a 150mm Sonnar - bliss.

Loch Tideline

Ah, this is a secret place of mine in the South Of Scotland - every time I have been there, it has felt like my own private playground and as such I intend to preserve its identity!
This was taken after a night of heavy rain and the loch level was starting to drop leaving this line of leaves.
The camera was my favourite 35mm camera  - a plain old Nikon F Photomic, made between August and October 1970. Heavy, clunky, but hand-holdable down to ridiculous speeds because of the weight.
Lens was a '71 or '72, 24mm Pre-Ai Nikkor - just an incredibly good lens.

Rocks, Pre-Rainstorm

Normally I wouildn't show my pants in public, but this is a scan off a contact print and I intend to print it soon. Again, a small walk in the mountains that is a bit off the beaten track.
The light was extraordinary as the heavyweight clouds muscled in from the left.
Camera was a 500 C/M and the lens was my 60mm Distagon.

Keeping The Magic In

Remember that secret place I mentioned with the Nikon? - this is close by. 

It is a (I believe un-noted by archaeologists) small hill fort. It has a spring on the top of the hill, and to my mind, any pre-historical era person would love to have somewhere easily defendable with a nice water-source too.

Not sure why I like this pic, but I do.

It's square and that holds it all together - 500C/M and 150mm Sonnar.

Oh and there's birds, normal small songbirds, and red kites, billions of them. Peace oozes from the ground and it has a real uncanny feel to it. 

The funniest thing to me, is that others must have felt it too - maybe it was a sacred grove? 

There's plenty of ancient trees (which had significant magical interest) all over the place. 

Curiously there's a Motte nearby too - the Norman's really liked to seize the local places of power . . more of that at the bottom.

Oh and it is surrounded by stone dykes and fields, yet has remained un-farmed . . are the walls keeping the magic in?

Fort Imperial Defences

Back to Dubrovnik. You are literally at the top of the City here as this is a section of the defences of Fort Imperial atop the hill of Srđ.

The Fort itself was built by Napoleon, and centuries later it became part of the resistance during the Battle For Dubrovnik.

I took a wee shifty here - don't think you were supposed to climb so high, but the fort was claustrophobic.

Plenty of birds here, their song taken away on the wind. peace was here too (strangely).

Camera: Sony A6000 and 35mm Nikkor. 

Aged Oak

Ah, another Norman-commandered site! 

I played here when I was young. 

It is a named SSI and is chocca with oaks that must be around or over 1000 years old. It is an extraordinary place with an extraordinary feel.

Lots of birds and a disquieted peace. as a family we always felt there was something weird and uncanny about the oaks, and I still can't place it. 

We tried to avoid it at night too.

This is another scan off a contact print   - needs to be properly printed.

Camera: 500 C/M and 150mm Sonnar.

Sunday Morning

I rediscovered this - it was taken with a Nikon F3 and a pre-Ai 28mm f3.5, which, the knowledgable amongst you will know was the lens that McCullin shot Vietnam with.

It is widely ignored these days (everyone want's the f2.8 CRC version because a load of net influencers say that is the one to go for) and as such is a total bargain. There's absolutely nothing wrong with it, in fact I would say it takes a great photograph.
The above was morning sun through a hotel bathroom window. it was sunny (for a change) and the birds were out in tough little tweety gangs!
Peace suffused the air and me and the wee one had a wonderful weekend.

And that's it folks.
The end is nigh (if you believe everything you read) and whilst the privations might seem tough, I'll draw your attention to a little known shipwreck of a ship made in Dundee, the RV Strathmore.
You can read extracts from a passengers diary here on this link
Now that was tough.

TTFN, keep taking the pease-pudding and remember to add some carrots in too.

Well, That Was A Quick One Wasn't It.

Eheu !

You'll need to look up the above - best place to start is How To Be Topp by Ronald Searle and Geoffrey Willans - one of my favourite books.

Anyway, firstly a Happy Seasonal Season to you all - thanks for reading and putting up with some bonkers off-kilter photography related stuff!
As I've said before, this is an Empire Of One, so I can write whatever I like, but if you've enjoyed what you've read, Thank You - it is very much appreciated.

Anyway, in common with recent years, this is a photographic run-down from me.
I certainly took more pictures this year, but not quite enough . . . but isn't that always the case?

It's been a weird and good year - weird from the point of view that I purchased two (very good) secondhand digital cameras, and weird from the point of view that I no longer own either of them!

I've not bought any film related stuff this year simply because I've got it all and any further expense seems rather daft.

I also managed to cement a few things in my mind:

I'm not in the slightest bit interested in digital photography.
Quite a statement eh?
And even though writing this and holidays etc render it semi-necessary . . . I just can't get excited about it.
Not quite sure why, but anyway, that's just me.

I'm also not really a 35mm photographer either.
Never one for doing things by halves, that's another quite a statement.
Even though 35mm film has been used this year I have barely used any of my 35mm cameras at all, which again is kind of daft when you think about it, seeing as I own 6!

Suitably A-tyred

Yes, I know the above photo belies what I just said, but the reason it has been slipped in here is because I like the image and thought it would be a good one to head up the thumbnails at the side of the page.

Despite my semi-aversion to 35mm photography, I was really tempted around the start of summer to go Bugger It! and purchase a dual-range Summicron with some funds I'd released from selling guitar gear.
Unfortunately I didn't.
And that's not like me at all - but something stopped me.
It was pretty significant too, because the DR was something I've wanted for a long long time, but anyway, that's for further down this page!

So, without further ado, grip your zimmers, here's a really boring round-robin of my year!

JANUARY

Well, I started how I meant to go on, and that meant ACTION!
I loaded a roll of Tri-X (probably the last time I'll use it as it is now too expensive!) into the F3 with the 28mm AI-s and off I went - 25 photos in around an hour and a half.
It was major FUN - there's a lot to be said for Nikon's old Automatic Indexing System - it just works and very reliably too.

Seabraes Yard Walkway With Willy Wonka, Dundee

I enjoyed it so much, that later in the month I used another roll!

Broken Seabraes Yard Bridge, Dundee

Seabraes Yard Lift 1, Dundee

Seabraes Yard Lift 2, Dundee

All the above are scans off the negs - never got as far as printing that lot . . .

Early in January the weather was truly dreich and 'orrible up here, but that didn't stop me - I loaded the SWC with some HP5 and whilst out for a lovely walk with t'missus, blasted through 12 frames.

Unfortunately, whether it was too much rum imbibed or a genuine fault with my light meter, the film was well-underexposed. I was gutted!

View From Seabraes Bridge, With Rain And Bonus Gloom

That's a scan from the print - I had to use Pot-Ferry to bleach back the highlights a bit, but even then it was exceptionally difficult to print.

And so started a period of doubt about the Gossen - I wasn't sure about it even though I re-tested it against meters I knew were working (the F3 and the Sony A6000, and Lux on a piephone).

FEBRUARY

On a lovely crisp morning's walk, I was so impressed with the light on the way back, that I went home, loaded the 500 C/M with HP5 (my new main squeeze - thank you Dave Lee Roth) and went out again, toting the 150mm Sonnar - worra lens.
It helped me make what I think is probably one of the best people pictures I've taken - not that I take many people pictures, but all the same.
It was of well-known Dundee grafitti artist C-Gul.
He's a really nice chap and is very amenable to having his portrait taken. I generally bump into him about once a year.

Monsieur C-Gul esq.

I also finished off another roll of Tri-X that I'd started at the end of January - again the F3/28mm AIs combo worked perfectly.

Time Dilation, Perth

At the end of the month, I'd planned a mountain trip, but a dodgy knee stopped me, so instead I went (nearly) to Balmerino along the Fife Coastal Path.

The whole adventure was detailed in 101 Uses For A (Nearly) Dead Sheep.

Quiet Riverside Morning, Wormit

MARCH

You know what, nothing photographic happened in March apart from some printing, so here's a scan of a print to fill up the blank space.

Hall Of Light - Trainworld, Brussels

The above is another of my Brussels photographs - it was taken with the F3/28mm AI-s combo - of all my prints of recent times, this is the one I have hanging in my study - there's just something about it.
If you're ever in Brussels, and even if you DON'T like trains, this is one of the very best museums in the world . . .

There, that's better isn't it.

APRIL

Ah, well some people would call it unlucky, but me? nah, brilliant. I started a 4 day working week, which initially was novel, but at the end of the year proved to be an absolute panacea to my adult working life - everyone should do it. Time is the most precious thing we don't own.

Suitably bouyed with enthusiasm, I hit the mountains!

The whole adventure was written about in Pastures Unknown

And here's a pic from then.

Wild Party Going On

At the end of the month, with the early morning light improving, I got up pre-dawn and hit the town on Easter morning.

The light was astonishing, but what sealed it to me was a group of Christians standing beside the River Tay and reading bible passages at dawn. Were it not for the fact that they were dressed in modern garb, drove Hyundais, and were standing next to the V&A, you could literally have been removed in time back hundreds of years.

It was humbling, moving and awe-inspiring all at the same time.

Easter Morning Prayer, V&A Dundee

I did a fair amount of printing in April, courtesy of new found freedom, however I soon replaced that with a list of jobs I had been putting off for years . . .

MAY

Did some more printing in May, but no photographing, so here's a print made then . .

Vandalised Gigantic Poster, Brussels

This was made the year previously on the F3/28mm combo, in Brussels no less. All the black faces have been picked off - nice to see they have racists over there too (he said ironically).
Truth be told, this was a pissing spot for drunks, so I guess anything would have been 'done' anyway.

JUNE

June was a mad month.

My son suddenly declared he'd need a camera for an upcoming European road trip - 8 countries in a few weeks no less - he's braver than I was at his age.

Film flashed through my mind, and I thought how about a Nikkormat - cheapish, hands-on and reliable . . but then, when he declared he wanted to use ONLY colour my thinking changed.

Anyway, after a wee test out in Perthshire to see how it would handle things, I thought I'd entrust him with the Sony A6000.

Therein lay another problem - I'd only used it with an adaptor and manual Nikkors, and he declared he wanted something with a zoom!

OK old bean I thought, have the shirt off my back why dontcha, you young 'uns . . etc etc . . 

Now I know what you're thinking, prime lenses only that's the sort of man I am, and despite my having explained it all to him, about compromises with zooms vs, tip-top imaging with a prime, it was no good . . so I ended up getting the kit lens for the Sony, the 16-50 zoom - to give it its correct terminology:

Sony E 16-50mm f3.5-5.6 OSS

It was cheap at WEX with a year's guarantee, and you know what . . it's alright!

Riverside Bridge, Seabrae Yards, Dundee

And that left me with a conundrum.

We were going to Rome.

I was supposed to be taking the F3/28mm, our 11 year old Panasonic digital compact, and also the Sony, except now it was no longer in the equation.

So I started thinking digitally and the upshot of it was, I purchased a great condition Nikon D300S with  a 18-70 f3.4/4.5 zoom as my travel camera and married it up, because of bulk and weight, with the Leica M2 and a collapsible Elmar (1932  vintage) and also the old Panasonic digi.

When I initially got the D300S I did a shoot-out with it and the SW . . the SW won of course, but the D300S was no slouch.

DJCA Alley, Dundee
Nikon D300S and Zoooooooooom

DJCA Alley, Dundee
Hasselblad SWC/M And Shoe-Leather Zoooooooom

I thought the D300S would be the dog's bahookies - the ideal machine for getting all that colourful Roman stuff!

And whilst it was a fine (really fine actually) photo-making machine, my goodness, it was like schlepping an anchor around in 90 degree heat . . in other words I quickly began to hate it.

Monumento a Vittorio Emanuele II - Panoramic Terrace Lift

See what I mean - no issues with colours or sharpness, and it was fortunate we had it, because halfway through the holiday, we left the Panasonic behind on a bench and despite heading back for it 20 minutes odd later, some thieving Roman git had had it.

I will say, if you go to Rome, whilst it is a lovely place, don't do something like this, because the Roman Police department will give you no help at all, and neither will the locals.

So that was that, our holiday camera gone and it had all the sensible pics on it too.

The D300S was employed and ended up taking the rest of the holiday snaps.

The Vatican On A Quiet Afternoon

Fractured Holiday View

Plastic Seagull, Rome

On the whole, I like the results from the Nikon, but by comparison, the M2 was a revelation and easily the most fun to use 35mm I've ever toted around.

It was just so damn instinctive and quick and quiet and svelt.

In other words PURE JOY.

Stuffed Swans Trapped In The Vatican

When we got back from Rome, we still had anudder week, so I used the M2 with the 35mm Summaron. Here's a pic taken in tiny light onboard the Unicorn in Dundee.

The print looks like it has been lithed, but it's the result of extreme bleaching in pot-ferry - to me it looks like something washed up after a nuclear disaster and has a poignancy I can't place.

Tiny Light, HMS Unicorn, Dundee

JULY

Y'see that D300S?

It developed a noise or two (weird hums n' stuff) . . so I sent it back to WEX and they were superb about it letting me exchange it . . for . . anudder digi-cam - a Fuji X2ES with a 27mm Pancake.

It was more expensive, but is easily the nicest digital camera I've handled.

Intuitive, VERY lightweight, light on sub-menus (unless you wanted to) and relatively unfootery.

A camera with some thought put into it.

It also took a cracking picture too - I was delighted.

Victorianised Dell

Have These Students Got Nothing Better To Do, Part 1

Have These Students Got Nothing Better To Do, Part 2

I also finished processing my Roman films in July and was astonished at what a brilliant little lens the ancient Elmar was.
Honest, just about the cheapest Leitz-branded lens you can buy.
I use mine with a Voigtlander adapter as it is a screw-mount one.
I also used it with a Fison hood and it was a royal pain to change aperture, but it just made me approach things differently - think before you shoot and be prepared.

Quiet Graveyard

Look at the creaminess of those greys - quite unlike anything else I own.

AUGUST

Y'see that Fuji?

Guess what . . . it developed an occasional hum when the shutter was operated, so, not wanting to saddle myself with a faulty camera, I sent it back, got a refund and decided there and then that digital photography was not for me.

I simply couldn't be arsed to be honest, even faced with some excellent pixel-peepin'-poppin'-and-a snappin' sharp images from the Fuji - they just did nothing for me at all, so I nailed my trousers to the mast and said nah.

The Sony is now our holiday cam, simply because with the loss of our dear old Panasonic, we have nothing else . . well, I still have my ancient Olympus MjU . . !

So, in celebration of my new-found freedom from having to think about something else, I mounted my ancient Canon LTM 50mm f1.8 - the "Japanese Summicron", on the M2, and you know, I think that seems to be a pretty good description

The below is a typical pic.

As they say round these parts in a West Country accent:

"Look a tha' bokee on tha'"

Tyre Dump, Spokes, Dundee

The Canon was probably the second cheapest lens I've bought for Leicas - it was originally going to be mounted on the fungusy IIIf!

However I loved it's rendering of detail, greys and the dread bokeeee so much, that it made me think  there was actually no point in buying a DR Summicron.

The money would be better employed elsewhere, and so it was.

Near the end of the month, I was all set for a hillwalk, but somehow talked myself out of it (well, actually it was gale force winds that did the talking) and ended up photographing the footings of the Tay railbridge instead - a slippy shitey journey, but semi-worth it, even without anywhere on my tripod to attach the camera . . .

Tay Rail Bridge Footings

And at the end of the month I did actually get to do a hillwalk, albeit one curtailed by mist and cowardice.

It was all detailed in Fun With Rocks And Mist (Again).

Quiet Glade

SEPTEMBER

Gawd does all he do, is go on holiday?

Well no, but we had a few nights in Edinburgh and it was really wonderful.

The weather was half decent for a start, and as an added bonus, I spared the missus all the usual:

 "Hold it, can you wait a sec"

moves and didn't take a film camera.

The Sony sufficed and actually got some semi-decent images.

Whisky Galore!

Quiet Morning

Shop Display, Edinburgh

Who Are You And Why Are You Taking My Photograph?

Remember these are all taken with what is effectively a budget lens for the Sony - none too tardy are they!

I especially like the last one - I was randomly snapping the bloke behind the bar, but fortunately the chap with the audio-guide looked directly at the camera!

And that was it photographically for September.

OCTOBER

The weather in October was mostly ghastly tbh and photographically the only thing I did, was accept an invite to a gallery opening (Printspace in Newport) to see the Edinburgh Lo-Fi exhibition which I enjoyed, but could have done with some more photographs! Printspace is a really nice gallery and shop run by Sheila and Alan Borthwick who used to run the Tayside Scottish Photographers Meetings. You can have a butchers at this link

It got me thinking that I should really start rummaging through my prints and getting myself together - empetus for the Winter months.

But in the meantime, here's another print from the archives . . gads that blank page stuff is awful isn't it.

Ghost Discovered In Abandoned Tent

The above was taken a couple of years ago with the Sonnar, beside a campsite (in a cutting). 

The tent had obviously been rendered useless and had been chucked over the fence into the cutting. 

It looked totally incongruous in the gloom, so I photographed it with the 500 C/M and the 150mm Sonnar. 

This is a pretty good demo of the Sonnar's qualities. 

It is a scan off a print made on Ilford Grade 2 Galerie (RIP).

On a sad note (for me) Mr. Malcolm Thompson died. Malcolm I have known for years - he ran a small but busy lab (Studio M) and has taken photographs all his life - in latter years he taught B&W at the DCA. I'll always remember him as a passionate jazz fan who was grumpy and kind all at the same time - he also took some very fine photographs, and even with Parkinson's disease which meant he had to sell his 5x4 camera, and found his Rollei SL66 too big to use, still took photographs with whatever lightweight device came to hand.

R.I.P Malcolm.

And the other sad note alluded to above is that I discovered Ilford had discontinued Galerie - the best fibre paper ever made. I can understand the financial aspect, but all the same it was gutting.

Luckily I still have a box of 100 sheets of 8x10" Grade 2. 

To be used wisely methinks!

NOVEMBER

OK, it's a run-off from another holiday at the end of October/start of Novemember, but the main photographic thing I did was detailed in The Crunge

There was another film taken at the end of the month though, but I am just not sure what I feel about the images - they were pretty rough and quickly taken AND I haven't contacted or printed any of them yet  . . .

This being said, despite having had a wee break from thinking about cameras and photography, I can feel it building again.

DECEMBER

Well, that's where we are now and as this is being published, we've hit the Solstice and are on the up-ramp to lighter nights - WOOHOO!!.
Anyway, I'll wind this ramble up - if you have time off lined up . . what are you waiting for? Get out there and take some photographs - you know it's good for you!
And remember, it doesn't matter if nobody looks at your photos, so long as you are enjoying them and learning something and training your eye all at the same time, that's all that counts.

Misty Night In The Garden

And The Same Scene Reversed

The above illustrates my old adage about taking a picture of a scene or whatever and then turning round - the scene behind can often be as interesting.

Anyway, on the whole, don't you think that photography has become pretty much meaningless in today's world?

That's why we need to start thinking about it differently.

Thinking about why we do it and what (if) any purpose there is to it.
It does seem like a mug's game; an expensive (and getting more expensiver) game that only means something to you, the photographer.

Actually, just reading that again, I wonder what really is the point in it?
I mean (and not to piss on your chips or anything) actually, is there any point? 

Is it just an amusement to while away the hours till death? 

What does anything mean to anyone outwith your social circle anyway?


I suppose, just like any creative pursuit, it is almost impossible to quantify.
We do it because we want to, because it gives us pleasure, and hope; twisted narcissism and satisfaction!
So, far from going all nihilistic on you, I'll just say, if you enjoy it, DO IT.
Hang the expense and hang the pain in the neck when things go wrong - and with printing and taking they often can do!

Talking of which (finally) welcome to The Hairiest Print In The World (Retouched).

Have You Finished Yet, Y'Old Git?

I found this whilst rummaging and love the imagery - Alec Turnips was all knackered after a long walk, and was patient (just about) enough to let me take his picture.
It was made with the old Rollei T at f3.5 and just shows what an incredible lens a Zeiss Tessar is.
I've retouched it a bit on the Mac but it really is an incredibly hairy print, made a long time ago when I was farting around with anti-static brushes on negatives.
The bloody thing (and it was a really good one) deposited more dust than it removed. These days, using the Astrid Ioniser as my baseline, I find a scissor wipe with my first and second finger removes pretty much everything.

Anyway, that's enough - you're knackered and need a break too.

I'll leave the final words to Mr. DH Lawrence. A man who knew a bit about writing.

I've known this poem since buying Mott The Hoople's Mott album in 1973 - he got it right:

A Sane Revolution

If you make a revolution, make it for fun,
don’t make it in ghastly seriousness,
don’t do it in deadly earnest,
do it for fun.

Don’t do it because you hate people,
do it just to spit in their eye.

Don’t do it for the money,
do it and be damned to the money.

Don’t do it for equality,
do it because we’ve got too much equality
and it would be fun to upset the apple-cart
and see which way the apples would go a-rolling.

Don’t do it for the working classes.
Do it so that we can all of us be little aristocracies on our own
and kick our heels like jolly escaped asses.

Don’t do it, anyhow, for international Labour.
Labour is the one thing a man has had too much of.
Let’s abolish labour, let’s have done with labouring!
Work can be fun, and men can enjoy it; then it’s not labour.
Let’s have it so! Let’s make a revolution for fun!

And on that note, thanks for making it this far. Have a fantastic Christmas and a positive, happy and  totally creative New Year.
TTFN, and remember sprouts are supposed to be eaten, not hidden under a rug, in a plant pot or in someone else's pockets . . .

Tot quot, clot!