Things I wish I had thought of part one.

Richard Prince Selling Other People’s Instagram Shots Without Permission for $100K

I will not bore you off with the details. But safe to say he is one artistic criminal that belongs in some kind of art jail.

 

Photo London

I was kindly given a VIP pass for the Photo London event by my good friends at Candlestar. And so together with Mrs Doyle I took a wander down to check out the goodies.
Having been part of Paris, LA, and San Francisco Photo (but sadly not this one due to the majority of London galleries being quite naff or bankrupt), I was intrigued to see how it compared.
Asides from the fact that some of the rooms were smaller than my downstairs toilet/ coat cupboard. It was a classy affair with some fine (very fine) work. But having said that I was not particulary bowled over by any one thing, but this was probably due to just far too much going on.
Ideally you need a couple of afternoons to take it all in..

All in all I think London has presented a very fine show which is well worth a look..

Bit of A Jumble..

 After almost two decades of shooting project based material, there comes a time when you have a pile of images which just dont fit in anywhere.. A Jumble.
So I decided to add a new section to my ever growing website, the 'personal' stuff.. These images are from the last couple of years and are neither here nor there..

I was going to add some old world black and white to the mix, but thats for another day (and section)..

An old friend..

 Very deep swimming pool to the left..

 Large hole in the floor to the right..

 Vile Wallpaper which made me feel quite vomitous..

On a recent Northern jaunt to the homeland I took a trip out with my old mate Dave, a fine fellow and good friend from a bygone era. We met during our A Level in Photography many years ago, and so what better than a wild outing with our cameras.
Heading for the coast the sky began to bruise, but before the rain set in we found refuge in an old abandoned spooky hotel... It was just like old times as we creeped through the haunted rooms looking for danger.
Now I wouldn't call myself an urban explorer as such, but I do still like the thrill of opening a door and discovering a dead body, (only kidding) some nice looking decay...

After an hour or so we eventually found our way outside through a secret door located in the basement and breathed a sigh of relief free from injury.

On our way back to the car Dave told me a fascinating tale of how he had rescued a stranded Dolphin.

It was a good day..