Once upon a time, I fancied myself as a grand photographer. I’d gaze at the works of Henri Cartier-Bresson and Mario Testino with a real appreciation of the art of capturing the moment in black and white. Armed with my film SLR, I’d wander the streets of London and try to recreate the essence of place the old masters’ images exude. For years, I’d doggedly deny the galloping of time into a new digital age. The art of photography is lost when you no longer need to think to set up a shot, I thought. I developed my films in a darkroom in Uni from time-to-time, and get lost in the quiet, organized routine of developing. There was real satisfaction seeing your images come alive before your eyes. Slowly and surely, I succumbed.
With many new buildings, especially those a community hold dear, there is always a settling period before people grow fond of them. I didn’t need that.
I’d like to share some of my old life. Of places I’ve been, some of my favourite travel times that were taken a lifetime ago, yet now breathe new life in their digital form. I did think of giving them a touch up on Photoshop, but then thought, no, I’ll leave them exactly as they were taken. Faded, jaded ‘n’ all.
If you’re a regular reader of travel blogs, you may already know about Travel Supermarket’s Capture the Colour competition. The idea behind it is travel bloggers post five images that capture the colours Blue, Green, Yellow, White and Red, link to Travel Supermarket and then tag five other bloggers to carry on the relay.