Showing posts with label Martin Parr. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Martin Parr. Show all posts

Friday, 5 September 2025

Balls ..


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Today's blog isn't a blog, because I was going to blog about all the pretensions that surround a lot of photography but, having just watched the 'I am Martin Parr' documentary, I can leave it to Grayson Perry, who sums it all up nicely, thank you very much. In the film he talks about the 'wafts of philosophical waffle' that often pervade the art of photography. It's a load of balls, in other words! Ooh look, a picture with a ball in it .. deep! (I can't explain why I like this photo so much. As a kid, 'training' myself to be a press photographer in the 1970s, I used to photograph the Sunday League footballers who played on the field behind our house. It used to amuse me that, just like us, these 'grown-ups' would often lose their ball too, and have to send someone off into the undergrowth to retrieve it!)
 

End of non-blog!

    

Monday, 1 July 2013

A nation of shop-keepers .. + one!




















In one of the weirdest pairings ever, the comedian John Shuttleworth and renowned photographer Martin Parr went off to the Shetland Islands to make a 'mockumentary' called 'It's nice up North'.(Available on DVD from all good stockists!) I mention this today because there's a really appropriate line in the film. John introduces Martin as a 'photographer' but adds "He can't be a proper one, 'cos he doesn't do Weddings and he hasn't got a shop!"

Well, ladies and gentlemen, from today I am officially legitimate, because I do do Weddings .. and I have got a shop! Hurrah.....

#culchethportraitstudio

Monday, 13 June 2011

Eat yer heart out, Parr!..


















A little bit of detail from Saturday's Wedding!
If Martin Parr or Peter Dench had shot these they'd be in a gallery/book/exhibition by now!
Envious, me?

Had an e-mail inviting me to enter a Photography competition over the weekend.
I was quite interested, until I spotted the bit about it costing, wait for it, twenty five quid to enter!!
How does that work, then? Here's £25 of my hard-earned money, now see if you like my picture!
Erm, no thank you!

Oh, and it's raining......still !