Category Archives: Brighton

Souvenir of Brighton

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.

The Shock of the Old

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 ?

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