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

A collection of  nightlife shots bathed  in deep red light this week. Nothing really to report other than I am relentlessly drawn to red and black and seek them out in almost all areas of my existence. It is something fundamental. The attraction is deep rooted. I do not really need to understand why.  I am happy for it just to be that way but our personal gravitation towards certain colours is indefinable and also somewhat inescapable. It is as if we are already hard wired that way. For me, red is the colour that makes everything  more appealing to my eyes. And it makes everything that little bit cooler too. Warmer but cooler. A winning combination. I am sure there is a biological explanation or a formative memory that instilled it in me but I don’t really want to know as it would take away the mystique which is what it brings in the first place. Sometimes knowledge can get in the way of primal feelings and we don’t need to understand why everything is the way it is. Sometime we need to just let things be. Mysteries are the gaps in our comprehension but it is the gaps I wish to live in, that is where the real substance of life is. In the things we do not know. Not the things we do…

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

This is one of The Bumbys. They are hired for parties and give honest appraisals via typed out descriptions of any guests willing to be analysed by a masked stranger with an Olivetti. I was described as “andy kaufman meets a lost beatle. A man of his own creation, the Joker if he didn’t dive into supervillany.” I’ll take it, I’ve definitely had worse.

If you want to hire them here is their fb page: https://www.facebook.com/TheBumbys

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

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

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Me and my camera in someone else’s town, my nights out, my Berlin…   

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Berlin has these great outdoor clubs by the canal and even when the sun has firmly risen the dancing doesn’t stop…the rollover weekend just keeps rolling. Daytime becomes nighttime. Nighttime becomes daytime. Your hours are your own. Your time is without a table. It all makes perfect sense to me.  The only thing that doesn’t is how they deal with Monday morning…fortunately this was one aspect of Berlin life I did not have to experience. 

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Me and my camera in someone else’s town, my nights out, my Berlin…  

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In Berlin they have rolling weekend parties which are usually in some industrial building in the middle of nowhere. They start on Friday night and finish on Monday morning. You can arrive whenever and  you are never late and you are never early. London is a magnificent city but you are always chasing the clock. In Berlin you can dance without deadlines, party without punctuality…its very liberating.