I wasn’t supposed to take any photos this weekend. Seriously – that was the plan… until I drove past somewhere amazing and had to stop. And then there was another place. And another… and somehow I’ve ended up with quite a little collection – I’m glad I stopped, but I’m getting wayyyy behind and I have some other photo projects that I’d like to work on instead. This thing is now well and truly part of my life – and there’s some days I can’t work out exactly if it is a good or a bad thing. So, keeping with the ‘behind’ part – this lot are from last weekend (and a couple from the weekend before)… I can’t even write a story about them because I’ve forgotten what happened. This is getting a bit ridiculous. I’ve actually got others that I had planned to post, but now I’m sick of looking at them!
Today I went out for lunch and decided that I should drive past a place I’ve wanted to photograph (for a little while) on my way home… to discover that it has been demolished. Gone. Nothing left. An empty block, surrounded with a boring fence. You have no idea just how frustrating and annoying this is! It was an amazingly colourful building, covered in graffiti/street art – a brick building and a garage door. It was awesome, but no words I can use will explain it – a picture would, though. It’s just like the incredible yellow building with green grass against it that then got covered with signs before I took a photo of it. Just like that orange wall with beautiful yellow sunflowers that died before I managed to get there to take a photo of them. It’s like the incredible old wooden garage door that oozed character, covered in vines and creepers… that has now been replaced with a standard, boring roller door. Why haven’t I photographed these places? I don’t know, but now all that’s left of them is the picture in my head. Photographs are an incredibly important way of documenting the world around us – and I still maintain any photo is better than no photo. Blurry, grainy, with the wrong settings, wrong camera, wrong lens – who cares. Something tangible is better than a memory you can’t articulate and one that will fade with time. I’ve got plenty of photos to post, but I’ll just share one… I made sure I took a photo of this before it disappears, at least!
I love these two in comparison – finding that space the first time I was there came as a big surprise, and finding how much it had changed the second time I went to visit was even more unexpected. When I first saw this, I thought it was being freshly painted… red obviously wasn’t a suitable colour?! It intrigues me – if the colour was in relation to a particular shop, then that shop would have been there for less than 5 months… which certainly isn’t very long! I should go back again now and see if it has changed…
My massive backlog from a big photo walk three weeks ago is now almost cleared, but in true Anni form, I’ve taken a fair few since then as well. It’s a never ending cycle!
# 2 of the yellow + blue series – these were taken a while ago now, so I’ve got very little to say! The first photo makes me think of crop lines in the grass, and I love how the fire escape door is propped open with a chair in the second photo.