Frosty morning walk in Wimbledon Common and encountered this lone spindly tree on a heather heath.
Encountered an anti-fascism and anti-racism rally in Central London this afternoon. There seems to be a protest of some sort every weekend in this city and this weekend is no different. Division and hate are so prevalent in many societies today, from East to West it seems like they are inherent in the very being of humankind. We just commemorated Armistice Day last weekend, a stark reminder of what man can do to each other.
Having missed the last 4 carnivals over the Bank Holiday weekend, this year I made a quick visit on the main day which is on the Monday, a holiday in the UK. Here are a few images from the day.
The Nottinghill Carnival begins tomorrow but the big board-up began in earnest this Saturday evening on the main roads and side streets around the carnival route. As soon as one shop front is boarded up, the packs of graffiti artists with multi-coloured spray cans in hand would begin their artistry. More businesses and private homes have chosen to board up their frontages in anticipation of the huge crowds over the 2 days.
Spent Sunday afternoon photographing Alana Eissa for an upcoming feature for TransLiving International, a publication about the transgender community. This is the second portrait session I have been involved with the magazine.
Photo : Bare tree, Wimbledon Common, 1st March, 2018
Cold Siberian weather, with snow, blizzards and freezing rain gripped the whole of Britain over the last few days, foiling the start of Spring in the official calendar. The UK can hardly cope with a few inches of snow, since extreme weather like this only occurs about once in a few years and only for a few days, at most, a week.
“The street where dreams are fulfilled and money is spent”. Bond Street in Mayfair is home to some of the world’s top fashion houses, designers, and luxury brands. The Christmas lights will be turned on soon, so I’ll head back there sometime.
There’s a charming little oasis, a waterhole, almost hidden from view, in Wimbledon Common where I walk Kipper regularly, where the golfer’s pass by via a cut-through path down a shallow dip linking the two tee-off areas of the public golf course.
Sometimes, you’ll catch a little egret resting in the shallow waters or on a fallen branch along the waters edge. I’m sure there’s fish in the pond. Over winter, the pond water freezes to a dirty crust of ice, encasing the floating leaves and debris left over from Autumn.
Finally, I can say that this long term photo project, of documenting the Common, is taking shape, into a book sometime in the future. I have sufficient images now from 5 years of photography (since we got Kipper and began exploring the area) to make a decent edit.