The Bartender Never Gets Killed

… well, not the world maybe but certainly important for me.

Going back through my archives to find an image, I found that a small number of pictures stood out as having marked a change of direction in what I was trying to do with my photography, and also in what I was ’seeing’. A landmark, if you like, in personal development. This pic shouted at me as I walked past, one of those rare occasions when the image composes itself and you don’t need to work a scene.

It contains a number of elements that I followed-up in later work: foliage in an urban setting; an interest in narrative - something I’ve pursued since by using diptychs - ; and an element of the anthropomorphic, a forerunner for this image, with it’s snake-like corrugated metal entering the arena……

In this post on his blog, Chris Patterson bemoans the lack of wisteria at this time of year…

La Raval, Old Quarter. Now in the process of being yuppified…

When Barcelona hosted the Olympics, whole sections of the city were pulled down and redevloped. The part of the Olympic Village that borders the beach is essentially Tourist City, but behind the frontline are different kinds of spaces.

I photographed this site about 12 months ago as part of my Oasis project - it was a vacant piece of waste ground. Now I find this…

One of my longterm on-going projects is a study of the parks and gardens in Barcelona. These two from the Ciudadela.

I’m irresistibly drawn to shop windows. I’ve tried resisting the urge and just not making the picture, but it is a bit like NOT having that second cup of coffee in the morning…