THROUGH A LENS DARKLY: PART TWO
THROUGH A LENS DARKLY: PART TWO
One of the most inspiring photographs I saw when I studied Fine Art at Goldsmiths was that of a heavy layer of dust that had fallen on Marcel Duchamp’s “The Bride Stripped Bare By Her Bachelors, Even”. It was so evocative, so like those arial photographs from South America of huge ancient grids (Eric Von Danniken) that still puzzle today. However, in the Duchamp photograph, A similar image had been produced by accident in his studio on a much smaller scale.
Backyard VenusI came across this obviously home-made sculpture in a shabby part of Fiumicino.
Bloody Hand PrintFarringdon, London. A closed-down architect s office. Then I noticed the hand print on the window. Morbid &
Blue BoatsThese boats were tied up in the harbour in Morocco; an amazing spectacle.
BronzecastingTaken during the process of pouring molten bronze into moulds; the act of artistic creation freeze-framed.
Captive GnomesIn a backstreet in Venice; covered in dust. Who would arrange such a bizarre scene?
Castle-FogI came across this atmospheric ruin in Scotland; there s something of Wuthering Heights about it.
Ceiling-ShadowThis really happened one evening in Spain. An enormous spooky face looming over the bed caused by light falling from a lampshade.
CheAnother Venetian backstreet. Odd to see this icon used so thoroughly by a Communist rearguard. Reflected in a window like a ghost.
Confort NormalThis I saw in a salt lake in Tunisia famous for mirages, but this traveller s toilet really did exist! Note the lavatory paper at the ready.
Curlicued ChairsIn a bricolage in a rural part of France. All lined up ready to be purchased. Fancy-looking things.
Edible DummiesPacked in cellophane. Who would buy these things?
Effigy and RoseI came across this moving sight in the famous English Cemetery in Rome. Someone had taken the time to place a fresh rose in the hands of the effigy. The inscription on the tomb said that the deceased was beautiful in life and would be in death. There is something of the tragic Ophelia about the effigy
Fog and PiazzaThere was heavy fog the day I visited this historic religious town. This Di Chirico like piazza, with mingling tourists and blurred edges won me over.
Fog-TowerAgain I found a beauty in the church tower wreathed in fog, lost in the heavens.
Gnome FactoryOn the edge of Dartmoor. No-one in sight, but clearly whoever has still got the arms to do. Bespoke garden gnomes? Odd!
Gondolier s lanternThe dusk was falling over the Grand Canal in Venice. I just thought that the lantern was beautiful and echoed the stunning architecture all around. A beacon of light.
Graffitti housePure simplicity; the combination of the childish drawing on a house wall with a real window above.
Graffitti-faceI loved the bizarre drawing; it s like Quentin Blake, and with amazing teeth. Who did this?
Lampshade-reflection-duskThis looks like it should be a double exposure, but it s not. Just a fortunate combination of the right light/right time.
Mirror-windowLikewise; I turned the wrong way upon entering a square in Venice, and spotted the church reflected in a first-floor window. It looks almost human, as if it is looking out of the window, beauty surrounded by the mundanity of a distressed urban wall.
Moors Head Door KnockerAnother side-street in Venice. A tiny piece of history attached to a graffittied door.
Mosquito NetsThese were on sale in a market. They were drifting gently on a breeze, and I thought they looked like negligees, connected as they are with beds. Or coloured jellyfish.
Noise!This was at Cape Wrath in the far north of Scotland. It was a calm day, but I liked the implicit risk to eardrums at the wrong time.
Old doorTrastevere, Rome. This door was irresistible; it was so human.
Piramide CestiaA view upwards of the famous Roman pyramid in Rome
Produzione PropriaCarnivorous delicacies from a region famous for wild boar. A shop window as stuffed as a sausage. One could even buy coglioni di mulo ; donkey testicles!
Pylons-FogIn Dorset; you can see these pylons from miles away. They looked so powerful looming silently in the thick fog.
Sheep s HeadsI saw these in a market in Rome. The last time I had seen them was in Paris roasting on spits in cabinets on street corners. Very Mahgrebian, and somewhat disgusting.
Stained Glass and Stone FlagsI entered a small chapel in the South of France to escape the burning heat of the afternoon, and saw the sunlight falling through a stained glass window onto the stone flags. Beautiful. Like a mediaeval disco.
Stella CometaThe Italians put up these beautiful shooting stars for Christmas every year. I found this one at dusk in the local village.
Stella Cometa and LadderI found this one in a beautiful mediaeval hilltop village out in the countryside. There s a kind of poetry with the man on a ladder; a stairway to heaven?
Stone HeadsThese are just weird; they seem to be buried up to their necks in the English countryside. They look oriental. Most bizarre!
SwimmersThis is a sea-water Municipal swimming pool near Plymouth Hoe in Devon. I was attracted to the sheer amount of human pleasure/leisure activity on display in the sunshine.
TrafficThis typifies the chaos that is Cairo; I shot this from my hotel window on a longish exposure.
Wrapped TableAnother bizarre sight in a provincial town in France; a table wrapped in a blanket to keep it warm? A sub-Beuysian sculpture?
Ben Browton NeverEverEverLand tMx 20 07/05
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