Chaos in a frame: Some amateur film photos of my life

Here are some photos I took with my film camera. These are not professional, nor are they high art, they are just street shots mostly. I have no idea what I am doing, but I like that I can frame experiences that would otherwise be chaotic, in the box of shot. It’s satisfying.

000113
Taken on the path near my old house in New Cross. I think I just liked the old shabby rotted wood, with signs of life crawling all over of it. This was probably one of the first shots I took with my new camera. 
000105
I can’t remember when i took this or where, but I love the little negative spaces of the city, especially when they are lined with old buildings. If it was up to the corporations these little pockets would be rammed full of concrete
000098
A terrible beauty. There’s something unrecognisable about modern London, something which is bound to alienate everyone. At the same time, there is something beautiful about it. But it’s not real beauty, maybe just a cinematic rapture that keeps you trapped in awe. 
000087
Taken on Hungerford Bridge. I love watching the trains grind between the pedestrian walkways. Something fascinating about being up close to moving trains like that. 
000083
This could have been taken anytime of the day, any day of the week. The good thing about living with Frank and Kunal is that we didn’t really live by the world’s clock. We just did what we wanted when we wanted. Sometimes the music came out at 2am and by the morning a song was written. Frank was always taking the piss out of my hipster camera #socreative
000081
My journal, filled with postcards from Edinburgh. I keep a journal, but there’s such a backlog of ideas and lines that I get lost sometimes. Plus, I can’t read my own bloody writing
000057
St. Paul’s at night. Taken from the balcony of Tate Britain. I need to figure out proper night photography and get a decent lens in order to get the shot that I want here. But it was fun messing around
000008
St. George’s Tower. An ugly unimpressive building, but it captivates you anyway. Something Stalinistic about it. 
Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s