Soz folks..just as I had resumed activity my hard drive has just blown up with all my photos on it. Have pix backed up tank fuck but need to rebuild entire catalogue which is gonna take some time…
apologies for this continued patchy service..I promise I will get back on track as soon as I have this sorted…
(p.s here is a random shot of my nephew, the living projector screen as was all I could get me mitts on)
Accidentally fired off today’s post yesterday (soz, bit rusty after break) and figured as it was a short week thought i would chuck this extra one today…apparently some old dude is getting some shiny metal hat stuck on his bonce this weekend which will give him the right to large it up on our cash and like behead people and shit..fun times in the U.K.
This week’s theme was pretty easy to work out..a collection of the backs of people’s heads. The all important question is why? Well there is nothing more alluring to the human brain than something it can’t quite see. It hates missing pieces of a puzzle. It has to know the whole picture.
How many times have you cranked your neck trying to listen to someone else’s conversation at a nearby table when you are out? You’re only getting bits n pieces and it drives you crazy. And bear in mind this is not a particularly interesting conversation. In fact if the same conversation were right in front of you, chances are you would probably drift.
So what happens when the brain is met with a gap? A hole in the informational picture? It fills it in. With our imagination. If it doesn’t have all the facts in front of it, it will just make shit up. Our compulsive need to understand everything led to the evolution of our creative minds. It gave us the capacity to make up stories. This is a beautiful thing.
And so this is why there is nothing more compelling than the back of someone’s head. Because that is where the facts end and a story starts…and when they do eventually swing round it’s always a disappointment because no face is more interesting than our imaginations. I’m not saying people should wear masks but actually saying that when they did, our minds soared with the possibilities of what was under there..
Short week this week..Happy Easter! ( now there’s a story ;)
Some pictures from deep within the vault this week…why? Well folks, this is not only my 1800th post but the MYLDN blog has been going for 10 years! I’ve been doing it so long I’m not even sure blogs are still a thing but here we are.
I initially thought I would do it for a year. (Get the photo now?) Always liked annual project. The idea was to have a platform to share and showcase all these photos I didn’t know what to do with that I’d taken as wandered around this never dull city. But what I hadn’t anticipated was how much productivity it would generate. It gave me purpose and focus and improved my skills and is still doing so to this day.
Each week a theme materialised almost by magic as my photos somehow connected to what was going on in the world at the time. There were many wrongs to right and indeed write about and coupled with the fact that I have never been short of an opinion always meant I had something to rant about come each Friday.
The world itself has changed a truckload since I started…sadly not for the better (environmental collapse, Brexit, Trump, wealth disparity, digital fuelled narcissism) and the saddest thing is the one thing that should’ve changed is that those tory fuckwits are still in power, still fucking shit up, still not giving a shit.
I have had to step away from the political spectrum for my own sanity and health but no matter what was going on in my life I kept taking photos and carried on. Even whilst being ill over the last three years I kept it going (albeit with a few lil breaks in transmission) because the truth is this is how I connect to other human beings. Especially at the moment so it’s very precious to me. It’s difficult to know sometimes if anyone’s paying attention but I know some of you have been with me since the beginning and it’s great to still have you on board.
But even if no-one was looking I would still be doing this because I have a compulsion to document the world around me. I am addicted to capture those tiny little moments amidst the drudgery of day to day living that would otherwise be lost in the ether forever. And I’m not sure that is ever going to go away.
Am I gonna keep going for another ten years? Or more? Who da fuck knows? I am still trying to work through all the photographs I have taken. Even if I never took another I still think I have enough shots in the archive to keep this ship sailing till I sink. Now is that a threat or a promise I hear you say?
Sandwiched somewhere amongst the headlines this week was the scientist’s final warning on climate change to the leaders of the world: act now or it’s too late. For decades they have been saying “before it’s too late” and now we are almost at the moment when there is no before..it’s just too late. Was this information greeted with alarm or urgency? Did they drop everything and leap into action? Ehh, not so much.
Most people barely noticed it. It got lost in the noise like everything else. And politicians certainly didn’t flag it up. And so there it is..facing a threat to our very existence the human race simply ignored it and went about their business. And we so limp towards this calamitous destiny ..not with a bang or even a whimper..just with a collective shrug of indifference…and possibly with just the vaguest hope in the back of our minds that some sort of miracle will somehow save the day..although none of us exactly know what that might be..a superhero possibly? Godzilla? The climate fairy? Who’s going to be our knight in shining armour? It certainly ain’t gonna be anyone in power cos they would’ve stepped up by now. So who? Actually the messiah is apparently due for a return so maybe we’ll be ok after all…let’s go with that..
