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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

3.30am on the Night Tube.

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Me and my camera in someone else’s town, my united states, my downtown fresno

 

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Back on the streets of london and everything seems to be telling me something…but are they talking to me? I’m listening. Well, I’m actually looking but  kind of the same thing. Ish. Sort of. Not really, but maybe to find the deeper meanings of existence we have to listen by looking. Coincidentally this is the title of my next book, now available on Kindle …uncover the secret of life with Listen by Looking, the best seller by Babycakes Romero.

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

 

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Anyone need somewhere to live?

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

The harsh wall hath spoken..

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Wot I did in my summer holidays Part 5

Disya jeneration block party @ notting hill carnival 2017

link if you can see screen above: https://youtu.be/89yhHlRt1Nc

This year’s carnival was a magnificent display of humanity at its best. People from all over the capital and the country coming together regardless of origin, race or culture and going absolutely ape shit to big time tunes dancing their rocks off on the streets of West London. It is the ultimate celebration of life and despite the police and the media doing nothing but attempt to discredit it and show it in a negative light it remains a 99% positive vibe festival. There is always a microscopic portion of attendees who might be there for nefarious reasons but they probably wouldn’t even tally to 1% of the million plus population of carnival.

The media only ever seems to report the bad things that happen but they are infinitesimal  compared to the relentless wave of good times from everyone else – there is and will always be a tiny percentage of people in every society at any given moment who want to kick up trouble so why does that always have to be what they shine a spotlight on? Why can’t they just highlight what an incredible unifying uplifting experience it is for those who participate? The truth is that London needs the Carnival. This city is like a pressure cooker and if we don’t all let off some steam in a fun way it will emerge in maybe less fun ways. Its like The Purge (if you have seen any of those films) only you don’t kill people, you party with them instead…

And as for the implied accusation from the police saying their heroin haul in Catford was somehow related to Carnival, I can say with great authority and absolute authority, no-one, not one single person is on heroin at carnival…and well done to Stormzy for calling them out on it. Actually one of the great things about carnival is that you can talk to coppers wasted and there is nowt they can do about it. So I took advantage and grilled a few for their negative portrayal of Carnival. One of them said to me: “well I’m glad you had a good time but its a headache for us”. I appreciate that but that isn’t really a reason to try to shut it down just cos you find it a bit tough to deal with. The carnival probably shouldn’t still exist but it does and its incredible that it has survived  but I hope it continues for ever.

One of the most beautiful and heartbreaking moments this year was when they did a minute’s silence for Grenfell. It was so powerful and moving to see the revellers in the video above all stand utterly silent then break out into spontaneous and rapturous applause after. I felt so many had come to Carnival to pay their respects and that is why it was so important for it to be a positive experience and it was. It was a celebration of life in honour of all those who no longer have it. You will never be forgotten.

My only real gripe with the attendees is that the area was graffitied all over. This neighbourhood invites you in so you can party on the streets and then you deface them. The boards have been erected to protect properties and you can tag the shit out of them but not over people’s homes and businesses. That’s just wrong. There might be some assumption that everyone who lives in Notting hill is loaded but as Grenfell showed, this borough has both rich and poor living side by side.

In some ways it is very important for everyone to understand that the carnival was designed so the local community could earn a bit of dosh and we need to remember  this area was once one of the poorest in the city. This annual event, which a lot of the newer more affluent constituents would like to terminate need to be reminded that they cannot whitewash the history and culture of this neighbourhood. If you don’t like it, don’t live here.

Wot I did in my summer holidays Part 1

One day I went to the Science Museum and saw lots of really cool robots…there was even a baby robot. It was a bit weird. They say one day robots will take over and try to kill us but I don’t think so. I hope they want to be our friends because I would like to have a robot friend…

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

Some glimpses this week of longing looks hidden amidst the summer sun….

This is actually my last post for a bit as am off for my usual summer sabbatical and will be gone for the month of August as am joining the hare krishnas on a quest for the meaning of life. Well, actually, that’s a lie, I have no plans to join the religious sect despite having a penchant for sarongs. And as much as I would like to know the meaning of life I might just mooch about a bit instead….

Hope you have a great summer, thanks for tuning in and see you in September…

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

 

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

The future: a solar flare wipes takes out all tech on earth. The internet is evaporated, as are our computers, everything is wiped clean. Every digital photograph that has ever been taken goes up in a puff of smoke. All those moments in our lives that we desperately tried to document so that we would not forget them but in doing so, maybe forgot to live them, are now gone. This might not happen in our lifetime but even if it didn’t, what will happen to all these computer files we have assigned to house our most precious memories? Where will they all go when we are gone? Will they be preserved? Will they survive? It seems unlikely. Hard drives will undoubtedly fail and become incompatible in the future. Devices will break, cease to function, become lost. But they can’t take away our social media. All the pictures we have posted? Surely they will be there forever? Even so, the great existential question of the 21st Century must surely be…will anyone look at my feed when I am gone?

The problem is that digital files do not feel real. They are a fiction of 0s and 1s. These coded approximations  house our memories, our music, our movies and are therefore the protectors of our existence. Their job is to preserve but they themselves lack the skill of self-preservation. They are not trustworthy guardians. I have amassed a mountain of digital photographs over the last decade (recently clocking 100,000) but their permanence feels very fragile and nebulous.  Its not just the thought of losing them but the fact that they aren’t really there in the first place.

I have recently made my first photography book (stay tuned for more info) and as soon as I held it in my hand it felt more real than all my digi photos put together. I now plan to make as many books as I can to bring these digital facsimiles into the real world. The resurgence of people using traditional film cameras, the vinyl renaissance and the increase in sales of books over kindle downloads show that format is far from dead, it is in fact making a big comeback. People need to literally hold things in their hands to feel a connection that digital access clearly can’t provide. Art needs that tangibility. The question is, will we eventually tire of screen based activity completely and return to a more physical experience? Is analogue the way forward rather than just being a nostalgic  look back?

The current focus on all things digital could end up being just be a fleeting moment in time for the human race and either side of it will be big massive giant chunks of reality.  It seems very unlikely that we will give it up but it might very well be taken from us. And then we will have to remember how we functioned before we hid behind a screen. Cue scream. Cut to stampede of crazy mob running through the street with their hands in the air…

 

 

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

 

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london

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Me and my camera in my home town, my capital city, my london