#MYLDN – Page 86 – Babycakes Romero

27/09/201327/09/2013

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Me and my camera in someone else’s town, my city break, my chicago…

The Green Mill Jazz Club – used to be a hang out for Al Capone. They still have the trap door behind the bar which leads down to secret tunnels they used to smuggle in booze during the prohibition era – nuff said.

Chicago is spectacular – stunning, buzzing and seriously affable. A big city with small neighbourhood vibes. If you sneezed in the street people said “bless you”..even the cops were friendly! It is full of swingin’ music joints, great art and boasts beautiful beaches. I learnt that it is called the “Windy City”, not because of the weather but because big-mouthed Chicagoans in the 1880s were constantly bragging about the town’s greatness…and you can kinda see why.

20/09/201323/09/2013

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

..I saw this elderly man being taken out for lunch by his daughter who he clearly hated. He was riddled with misery and was clearly “over” living. But what was seemingly keeping him going was in fact this, his need to reveal his resentment at whatever it was life had done to him to those who still cared for him. His hatred of life and his loved ones was literally keeping him going.

and so concludes this week’s series of stolen portraits of men in various shapes, stages, styles and steers following on from our female focus last week. Conclusions? Different shells? Same engines? The glory of human diversification? Surface judgement vs inner truth? There’s nowt queer as folk? Don’t judge a person by a picture? Maybe, don’t listen to the photographer is probably the best conclusion of all, listen to your eyes…

19/09/201319/09/2013

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

18/09/201318/09/2013

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

17/09/201317/09/2013

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

16/09/201316/09/2013

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

13/09/201313/09/2013

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

…and so concludes wimmen week…no clues to next week’s subject matter.

12/09/201312/09/2013

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

11/09/201311/09/2013

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

10/09/201310/09/2013

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

09/09/2013

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

06/09/2013

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

05/09/201305/09/2013

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

The sign kinda of says it all although I’m not sure exactly how you would approach it…umm, Paul, why don’t we try something new today? You’ve had that haircut for a while now..oh, what is it…40 odd years or so..maybe its time for a change? A whole new look..whadya say? I wondered how many hairdressers Paul Weller had fired directly after those very words. He will undoubtedly be buried with this fairly ridiculous haircut but there’s clearly no telling the man.

On another note he might possibly seek out an injunction against me as I keep taking photographs of him in his day to day life. Truth is I’m not hounding the man, he is actually a massive musical hero of mine, I just keep running into him as I guess he must live local to me (myldn-171). One day I might pluck up the courage to speak to him and if i was feeling really ballsy I guess I would have to say…Paul, lose the doo man, its time to move on.

04/09/201304/09/2013

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

church attendance is down, consumerism is up..solution? Target market the opposition…

03/09/201303/09/2013

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

In all my years of travelling on the tube I don’t think I have ever seen anyone sit down on the escalator. She didn’t look tired. She wasn’t old or overweight. It wasn’t even a particularly long escalator. I guess she just felt the need. She seemed lost in her own world yet at east in her surroundings. It puzzled me I have to say.

02/09/201329/08/2014

#MYLDN (224) – Notting Hill Carnival 2013

Me and my camera in my home town, my notting hill, my carnival

its good to be back – hope you all had a good summer!

31/07/201331/07/2013

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

Happy Birthday x

(p.s MYLDN will be taking off August as life is for living not just documenting…see you in sept!)

30/07/201330/07/2013

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

29/07/201329/07/2013

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Me and my camera in a field in Cambridgeshire…

He seems to really like me…

26/07/201326/07/2013

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Me and my camera in someone else’s town…

I went to Manchester at the weekend and was struck by how bold and outlandish people’s outfits were and how no-one batted an eyelid..it seemed like a true celebration of the individual in a city where no-one seemed to give a shit. Wear what you want, be who you are. It did get a bit confusing as there were a lot of people dressed up for stag and hen doos and there was also a comic con in town so it was kinda difficult to tell the difference between the fancy dressers and just the fancily dressed. Whatever they were no-one cared and this laid back laissez faire attitude permeated the whole city and was all the better for it…I hope to have an excuse to return to it soon…