Category Archives: Photographs

Images – taken by me – Inspired by others. A bigger collection can be found on my Flickr account just follow the link on the main page.

I was surrounded by a melting pot of music emerging from a variety of food outlets and stage performances in the distance. Above all the sound I could hear the Spoon Player. Riding his tricycle bike around aimlessly, making whooping shouts to grab attention he stopped at random locations, dismounts and starts playing his spoons. Once a sufficient audience is garnished he kicks off into his Elvis renditions.

I asked if I can take some photographs. He nods in agreement and he immediately launches into ‘Blue Suede Shoes.’ There is an endearing insanity with these types of performers. In between festivals I’m not sure what they do other than hibernate. I managed to have a small chat with the Spoon Player before he mounted his tricycle bike and spun off to his next engagement.

“How long have you been doing this?” I ask.

“Doing what?” He replies.

“Your routine” I explained.

“Since when I was born in 1935. I had a strange alien encounter in 1977 and I was whisked away to another plant. My looks have gone, but the pelves still works” He replied.

“Oh”, I said

“Your welcome” he replied as he jumped onto his tricycle bike and rode off whooping.

I felt like saying aloud, “The Spoon Player has left the building,” but I didn’t.

I don’t really know his name. I made Wild Bill up because he reminds me of the famous western character. It was purely an opportune moment. He was walking past me and I simply asked if I could take his photo. He smiled, said,“yes of course. Would you like me to take my hat off?” he asked. “If you don’t mind” I replied.

Wild Bill 1

Wild Bill 2

Wild Bill 3

Wild Bill 4

I quickly took these 4 shots and Wild Bill was quickly on his way. A perfect gentleman.

I took these photos of Steven Gene Wold, commonly known as Seaside Steve during his set at last years Glastonbury Festival where alongside John Paul Jones (bass) and Dan Magnusson (drums) he delivered the goods on the West Holts Stage. Before the gig and backstage I managed to see him play a nafty hand of table tennis too.

Grillstock is called ‘meat and mayhem’ event in Bristol 2013 and I was with my mate Derek. It was not a particularly beautiful day with a little rain and chill that made the whole day a little unpredictable. A band had just struck up and started bringing the crowd around them on a minor stage area. The group called Bite the Buffalo and from the corner of my eye, I saw this young lady climb onto the picnic table situated to the rear of the crowd and start to dance.

The Kemptown carnival is one of Brighton’s largest free community events. Maundering through the busy crowd and in the near distance I could here the repetitive beats of techno music (something I normally avoid to be honest). There was a hive of curiosity surrounding the music. I managed to find my way through the crowd and take this shot. After taking the photograph I smiled and nodded a casual thank you, which he returned. I could see a little bit of the devil in his face just for the brief moment. Respect.

Why grow up?

I love walking around the Wiltshire country side and the nearby New Forest. I remember on this occasion I was on a long walk and stopped for a rest. As I leaned against the fence this beautiful black horse majestically walked over to me. Acknowledge my presence, took a quick look, checked me out and then rejoined the others. It was one of those strange moments where you feel a connection took place.

Black Horse

I always find Camden to be one of those places that draws people for many reasons. The tourists, trendies, drunks and druggies all seem to collide together. As night falls the area becomes a little more tense and people start to be a little more aware of one another.

Camden Lock, London

I have a teeengae daughter who likes rock music, which inevitably means I escort here to rock concerts. This means I need to occupy myself for a few hours whilst my daughter and her friend enjoy the mayhem. On this occasion it was a band called Five Finger Death Punch at the Forum, London. I went for a walk to Kentish Town.

Kentish Town @ Night

At least one day a week I walk past the House of Commons. Normally on the south-side of the Thames where I see all the tourist trying to capture a photograph of the clock tower. On this day I joined them, but massed the photo up a little bit.

Pubs come in a variety of states and sizes. In a working class community, which I was brought up in they became one of the focus points of the local neighbourhood. Less so now with the advent of cheap take away booze from supermarkets, which seems to have pushed people increasingly to drink vast amounts of alcohol in the home and in many cases alone.