The three part foray – Part 1

It feels like a lifetime ago that Scorpio and myself went to Catalonia, it was only last month but I really feel the days are flying by with not much to show for them. Today I found the little camera I took with me on our journey, when I looked back at the pictures I was a little disappointed that I had taken so little. However the ones I did like were enough to trigger all the nice memories I have of our journey. The first day was a bit of a blur we got to Barcelona and found our apartment and at that point needed a nap, which meant that by the time we got going again it was getting late in the day, we still took a nice stroll and ended up in a jazz bar…the rest gets a bit fuzzy after that. The second day I think was my favourite it was glorious weather and even though

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Barcelona.

If things go well and I’m not blown away by a gust of wind, then I shall be in Barcelona. This very second. Not writing this as likely there wont be many an occasion to do so, but off taking pictures and exploring and drinking lots of wine and eating mountains of food. As you can imagine this is prewritten; as I sit, still in bed, thinking about all the things I have to do but not managing to get up to do them just yet. I have two days and I havent packed a case or organised any money. Or found my passport which is the more worrying of the list. Anyway, I suppose you can call this fair warning of an abundance of nonsense to come following my return to normality in a few weeks, either that or you’ll never see this post because I will have been bested by the “safe place” that seems to swallow all

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The hypnotic glass eye.

I love old cameras. I have a very large collection of them, an odd yet wonderful assortment. I studied photography and found, when faced with digital vs analogue, that I really loved the practice of developing the film and having to wait to see what I had produced, and then getting to develop those images onto paper, the way I wanted. It’s a strange kind of excitement waiting to see what will come up, what worked, what definitely did not and if there were any happy accidents. For me its about the colours you can get on film and the fact that no matter how much you do to it, be it scanning it in and playing around on Photoshop, there is still always an original that can’t really be changed. When my creativity deserted me; as I may have mentioned in my last post; I found I couldn’t pick up my cameras, I didn’t have the desire or the

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