The attraction of scabby old things...


No, I'm not talking about aging screen sex-gods.....


Something of a thought out of the blue today, I was pondering my lack of photographic inspiration in Cornwall..... most folk are horrified when I say that, imagining a land of sweeping seascapes, sun-kissed beaches and lush valleys all home to quaint old cottages and pretty little fishing villages... well, yes Cornwall is like that I suppose (when it stops raining) but it's so..... boring. There's no grittiness to it, heck - you want a pretty picture - go buy a postcard, there's plenty around. Yes I'm lucky to live here... but I really have to hunt for the 'edge' that I like in my pictures... I can't explain it but I'm so attracted to the scabby edges of a place, the bits with interesting textures, corrosion stains and and fading colours. Funny really for an engineer, I'm supposed to appreciate hi-tech, shiny new things that work perfectly....


Anyway, I digress - the only real reason for this post is that for months I've had a couple of boxes of miscellaneous slides sitting at the back of my desk, I'd never bothered filing them and had completely forgotten what was in them. So today, lacking the inspiration to do anything constructive I decided to take a look.... There are a couple here that I really like. The first one is just an old bucket... an old bucket that was on the back of council truck I walked past last summer. There's something about the monochrome nature of the scene (it's a colour slide) with a metallic highlights reflecting from the areas where paint has worn away. The second image is just up by the bus station here in Camborne... just a couple of bits of board nailed over what was once a window, the graffiti isn't even artistic but taken out of context in the photo it's great. Can't explain it, it means nothing... just enjoy it (or not, you may hate it....).







Posted: Sat - March 24, 2007 at 04:47 PM          

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