My favourite photo of my Dad George and I taken inside Greenland Place in Camden, London – my photography and graphics studio circa 1986. This was my second premises, having been in a Council incubator unit with Nick and our business The Image Factor, just around the corner in Carol Street Workshops for a year beforehand.
Just behind the Natwest Bank on Camden High Street, 1 Greenland Place was a semi derelict ex-garment factory or sweat-shop as we used to call them, on three floors. I rented and refurbished the top floor which had a marvelous loft atmosphere, windows around two sides and a pre-health and safety double goods door which opened into thin air with a gantry hoist!
This 1500sq ft space was ideally flexible for studio photography, fashion shoots etc. as well as having space for a darkroom – this was just prior to the digital revolution. I think my early adopter’s Mac SE came a year later. It was here over the coming years that I produced logos, brochures and photography for a range of clients from small businesses to a few Blue Chips besides.
And it was here in 1987 where Jo unwittingly met her husband! She had a job cold-calling on business premises with a big bag of shirts and sweaters for a company called Sleeves in the West End. Now I would never have admitted a sales person via the entry phone, but luckily for us, Maureen Jones on the floor below had already let her in and after visiting there, mentioned that there was a glamorous young designer/photographer on the next floor who may be interested…! Which is why she was able to barge through my door with her holiday tan and short skirt…and we were both smitten! To be honest I put up a fight for a month or two but then Felix, Jacob and thirty years later we are still in together and more in Love than ever!
It’s worth mentioning that Jazzie B and the Soul to Soul crew had a shop in the indoor market on the ground floor and their keyboard player Phil worked for Nick and I as a printer when we started the Image Factor!
? 13th August 1986 ?
The hide has been set up for a week or so now to catch this little chap – but then I gave up because water levels in the stream have dropped again and didn’t expect to see him until we had some rain. Hey presto, whilst eating lunch today, he arrives and stays for a good 15 minutes – long enough to get into position in the living room and get the sliding door open without spooking him.
I was official photographer at the Stitch Gathering Modern Quilt Retreat 2014 event in Edinburgh. Stuck with 70 ladies for a whole day – poor me! The rest of the pics are here.
stitch gathering 2014 reception
stitch gathering 2014 classroom
Summer evening still life.
Those little fluffy ducks are almost full grown now. Here they are on their evening march from the stream up to the big pond to roost overnight. They don’t look like Mum and 8 x Babies anymore – more of a mini flock of 9 ducks…they still follow her dutifully wherever she leads though! The main pic shows Mum keeping an eye on me while the ducklings sit motionless amongst the bullrushes as twilight descends.
We have five recently-fledged swallows in the wood shed at the moment. They have made a few flights in and out but seem to prefer perching on this scaffolding board while the parents zoom in and feed them.
Further to the previous post – tiny house vacant – this morning I had a wonderful surprise and found our Mallard Mum and her eight ducklings sailing around the big pond at Shangri La – who knows they may even have spent the night in the duck hotel!
Owl nest box from scrap plywood. 2011. Being sized up by a pair of Jackdaws as a potential “des-res”.
Studio interview for the local BBC North East local news show Look North to report my having won joint second (wow!) in the Amateur Photographer of the Year competition. They kindly printed up three huge black and white shots I had taken of local landscapes – warehouses below the Metro Bridge, an alley-way in Silver St, Durham and gravestones at Whitby abbey and mounted these on foamboard as a backdrop to the interview. I can’t remember whether reference was also made to a local competition at the famous Side Gallery – I have a sketchy letter from them that seems to refer to me winning something. The foamboard prints were used in many of our houses over the years until they became too dog eared and were eventually chucked out!