I don't think I have a good eye for photography and if I do, it's totally something that only exists in my subconscious. Like trying to look at a shape in a cloud if I focus on it too sharply, it disappears entirely.
I've been trying to take more pictures lately, just of stuff that catches my eye. I didn't set out with any clear agenda or specific photographic brief in mind. I just tried to keep my eyes peeled while I was walking about and snapped whatever made me double-take.
Weirdly - and relatively quickly, actually - a theme started to emerge. For some reason I seem to be absentmindedly drawn to space. Empty space. The space between buildings. Trapped space. I'm not sure why but every scene that stands out to me and asks to be photographed has some kind of spacial aspect to it. Space and architecture. My eyes seem to notice narrow gaps between the ornate, weather-worn structures of Manchester city centre more than anything else that goes on in this litter strewn city.
It's strange really. Especially seen as I have no real interest in either of these themes. I can't honestly say I know the first thing about architecture or what makes hidden urban spaces so appealing. Maybe my subconscious brain is trying to tell me I need a little space or maybe I've been trying to deliberately get lost and blend into the gaps. Hide in the cracks. I'm not quite sure.
Either way, here's a sample of some of the images I've taken whilst traipsing across the concrete. Click on them for a better look. I'll add more as and when I take them because I know you're dying to see them.
I've been trying to take more pictures lately, just of stuff that catches my eye. I didn't set out with any clear agenda or specific photographic brief in mind. I just tried to keep my eyes peeled while I was walking about and snapped whatever made me double-take.
Weirdly - and relatively quickly, actually - a theme started to emerge. For some reason I seem to be absentmindedly drawn to space. Empty space. The space between buildings. Trapped space. I'm not sure why but every scene that stands out to me and asks to be photographed has some kind of spacial aspect to it. Space and architecture. My eyes seem to notice narrow gaps between the ornate, weather-worn structures of Manchester city centre more than anything else that goes on in this litter strewn city.
It's strange really. Especially seen as I have no real interest in either of these themes. I can't honestly say I know the first thing about architecture or what makes hidden urban spaces so appealing. Maybe my subconscious brain is trying to tell me I need a little space or maybe I've been trying to deliberately get lost and blend into the gaps. Hide in the cracks. I'm not quite sure.
Either way, here's a sample of some of the images I've taken whilst traipsing across the concrete. Click on them for a better look. I'll add more as and when I take them because I know you're dying to see them.
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