At the start of the 15th century, when the Ming Dynasty was young, Beijing was established as the new Chinese capital — a heavily planned city, a rectangle laid out on a north-south axis around the great imperial palace, the Forbidden City. Continue reading at cotch dot net…
A young smartly dressed woman gets on, concentrating on her phone call. The bus pulls out before she has time to mount the stairs, and the motion throws her to the side, her bag swinging and bashing the passenger behind her. Fifty. Nine. To. Streatham Hill. She climbs slowly, letting […]
On Sunday I took a look at Glasgow, a town I have previously only passed through without stopping. Here’s my commentary: a mix of cameraphone and proper camera photos; some of the commentary comes from the live tweets that accompanied the cameraphone pictures. Continue reading at At War With The […]
I’ve been away from London for three weeks now, taking a break from the noise and the taxi drivers. I needed to eliminate distractions to get a couple of work and writing projects completed, so I’m doing an extreme telecommute experiment for the winter, while observing the transport and environment […]
The awesome Science Is Vital campaign organisers kindly asked me to accompany them to Downing Street to capture the delivery of their petition of 35,000 opponents of science cuts. Over at cotch dot net, I have a short photo essay on how to deliver a petition.
I love the Durham Township photoblog — all the fabulous atmospheric shallow-focus photos of rural Pensylvania. Especially the ones of the traditional county fairs and farm shows. The kids with candyfloss, prize livestock on display, and old fashioned family entertainment. Continue reading at cotch dot net…
This time last year, I was cycling around the lake district, Los Lagos, in Chilean Patagonia. I was there with Computer Aid International, who refurbish old office computers and send them to schools, hospitals, and development projects around the world, including the small city of Osorno in Los Lagos. Below […]
Over at At War With The Motorist, I look at another of the obvious ill-effects of Beijing’s burgeoning car dependency — the plague of badly parked cars filling the pavements and cycle paths. You can read it here. Also, try out our China traffic quiz: what’s wrong with this picture?
At the weekend around 12,000 people marched through London in protest against the policies of the Pope. A photo essay on cotch dot net explains why we were there.
Over at cotch dot net, I’ve thrown together a quick photo essay on the Victorian park cemetery at Arno’s Vale in Bristol, which until recently was rather derelict and overgrown. You can read the while post at Arno’s Vale Cemetery.
Last week, a quick dig at crap websites trying to promote discounts for the Rube Goldberg railfares system. And a review of a crap cycle path through Southwark Park. And from the weekend, an exclusive exposure of the leftist conspiracy behind the War On The Motorist, at Tolpuddle Festival in […]
As the “democracy village” are turfed out of their camp in the scorched and smelly square outside the home of democracy, I take the opportunity to review one of central London’s least impressive locations, an isolated and inaccessible grass and concrete traffic island — Parliament Square. Read it here.
It is reassuring to know that a City can not sue me for libel, even under English law, because I said some not very nice things about the nasty, brutish and racist city of Cincinnati today. It’s OK though — I have the pictures to back those words up. Read […]
A short early-morning photo-walk around Bristol’s Floating Harbour — an account of how I first came to be spending my time taking photographs — is available to read at cotch dot net.
This time not about elections but about geology: the great shifting slopes of Mam Tor in the Derbyshire Peak District; a desolate scene of man’s abandoned attempt to tame the difficult landscape. Read it at cotch dot net.
A pair of weekend mini-photo essays on spring walks around the skyscrapers and scruffy pubs of south and east London. Part 1, here, part 2, here.
Continuing the weekly weekend mini photo essay strand, here is the latest, on Portland Bill.
Prompted by a PR puff piece about a publicity stunt petition by parochial nimbys, I compiled a photo-essay on the desolate ruins of Battersea Power Station. Read it here.
In the house where I grew up, on the side of a kitchen cupboard above the kitchen sink, is a small wide yellowed print on a bent and battered cobweb covered card, faded with the light of five thousand sunrises and dappled from the condensation of countless boiled kettles. Continue […]