Born to run

January’s theme was running, quite an apt one for the month, seeing as probably quite a few people would’ve taken it up as a New Year’s you-know-what. It was actually quite a fun theme, as I’d see someone running, and would have to react pretty much immediately, with only one chance of getting the picture. Catching people running, rather than out for a run, was more along the lines of what I had in mind, but you really don’t see it that often, unless you stake out a bus stop, in which case I’m sure you’d see it all the time. The guy in the last picture really made me laugh; I saw him miles away coming running towards me, and I turned to face the doorway and meant to take a picture ahead of time to take a light reading, only to have him run past me at exactly that moment, saying “Sorry!” as he did. I love his facial expression and the ducking of his head, which is exactly what people do when they try their best to not walk (run) through someone’s shot. Little did he know that’s exactly what I wanted.

Body Politic

Went to see an Antony Gormley exhibition a while back and took these. It’s always a pleasure to look at his art, and to see how he re-interprets his own body through various scales and mediums. The sculptures are all based on the proportions of his body, and I found the brick ones especially fascinating as you could see that each brick referred to each joint/muscle group of the body (I particularly liked the square buttock bricks). The theme of the exhibition was a serious one, so if you want to find out more, you can watch this film where Gormley talks about the inspiration for this work. He’s such an intelligent artist, and has interesting messages embedded in his art.

P.S. I’m also glad I caught the man in the last pic mimicking one of the sculptures 🤗

Silly silly silly

The week that Z was here was brilliant. We laughed so much, to the extent that I noticed it, so in a sort of response to my recent jumping picture of her, here’s a triptych (if you’re reading this on a computer) by her of someone behaving badly in a gallery (no art or fellow visitors were hurt in these pictures).

December's theme

Well, December’s theme wasn’t a particularly hard one to pick, as it was IN MY FACE, but I didn’t capture as much of it as I would’ve wanted. There were times when I just didn’t have a camera on me, and then it was the malaise at the holiday itself, creeping ever closer, with me staying at home to avoid the insane crowds, and then finally my little family all catching you-know-what and missing out on the whole shebang. This theme would’ve lent itself well to a zoom lens, but the one I have is unfortunately too huge to lug around. So Santa, you know I don’t like you and all, but if you fancied dropping a small zoom lens off with me for next xmas, I’ll happily accept.