The sun is out , the tourists, homeless, hen parties/stag do’s, buskers and foreign students, block the streets, the seagulls have started to nest. Brighton warms up for another seasonal deluge. The powers that ‘be’ are in the perpetual process of glorifying the seafront to enhance theirs and ours shiny perception/delusion of living in a independently minded forward thinking town, but just as In Graham Greene’s ‘Brighton Rock’ there is always another unseen side.
In an increasingly image saturated world it is becoming difficult to avoid the bete noir of ‘serious’ photographers.. the cliche, as a non ‘serious’ photographer I have decided to embrace them. For me the word cliche (without looking it up in a dictionary) means something stereotypical, tired and overused and hence to the modern visual artist interested only in the ‘shock of the new’ they are to be dismissed, so much so that these artists themselves have become a cliche in their own right, and maybe the reason why we have ended up with the blindingly dull and impenetrably conceptual . Photography like art and fashion is cyclic, and what was once tired forgotten and laid to rest can after time be taken from the wardrobe dusted down and re -vamped. The wheel of life ?
Here is a sneaky peak of the new series on show on Brighton Pier in October, I’ll add some more details nearer the time. x
Welcome to the new blog! I’ll be posting more content soon!
George
