Posts about London, England
London, the capital city of England, is my home town.
Millennium Dome, London
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Continuing in the series of individual photos along the Thames which I took in 1999 for a City and Guilds photo course.
Chalk Farm Tube Station, London
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One of my pictures in 1993 was of the unique tiling at Chalk Farm on the Northern Line, late one evening.
Medium format scan
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In the absence of ready cash to buy a new scanner, I’ve finally found a photo shop which is capable of decent, low cost medium format scanning. Photo Vision, in the Marktgasse in Bern, offer 16 bit TIFF files for Fr 3.50 each, scanned at a purported 4,880dpi to produce 80 megapixel files. This is
On the Thames
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Almost ten years ago – in November 1999, if memory serves – I was still living in England and I took part in a City and Guilds photography course. Before leaving the course (as I was teaching the tutor new techniques instead of learning anything), I made it through to a project towards the end
National Portrait Gallery, London, England
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There’s always something about visiting the NPG. I am always driven ferociously to take photos instead of appreciating everyone else’s.
“The Gherkin”, London, England
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I was lucky enough to be able to arrange a trip to an iconic London landmark through a contact I made at a media conference in 2008.
Battersea Power Station
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Battersea Power Station is the largest brick-built structure in Europe and is notable for its original and lavish Art Deco fittings and decor. The building is Grade II listed, and the condition was described as “very bad” by English Heritage, who have included it on their Buildings at Risk Register. Amongst other, numerous film and
Whitewash and Brick
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This was the view from my hotel room in Victoria. As a Londoner (I was born in St. Thomas’ Hospital and brought up during the first six years of my life in south London), this view isn’t just a pile of bricks, but a reminder of a childhood home in the 70s, where whitewashed brick
Deep in Discussion
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Richard and my father deep in discussion during my stag night in south London.
The Scruffy Professor
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Going against the “no photography” rules in the National Portrait Gallery, I simply had to ask this man to pose for a portrait. As we walked down the stairs together, he told me that he had stopped off in London on his way home to America after a month-long tour of India, where he had
