Saturday, December 23, 2006

#145 Wanted

Dear reader,
I'm looking for pics of interesting street inspection covers, a bit like this one. So if you are wandering around in London, Paris, Chicago or Batu Lumbang (or anywhere else that has pavements) and can snap a cover, please mail me. Thanks!

Thursday, December 21, 2006

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Thursday, December 14, 2006

#141 Gaudi door

Carrie, Jay & Mascha in Barcelona.
(not by Mr Gaudi's front door)

#140 Eight Chairs - all done

Finally finished being a re-upholstery man.
Chair number 8 is done. Phew.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

#139 Carrie's Door

From a series of Other People's Front Doors - Carrie's door in Barcelona.

Tuesday, December 12, 2006

#138 Four Squares - numbers 1 & 2

These are the first two bunch of images that are grouped together in fours.

Wednesday, December 06, 2006

#137 Tom in Barcelona

[Disclaimer - Nothing to do with me]

Night Time Diving
Tom (in white T-shirt) and some of his work mates before jumping into a swimming pool - the same pool that was the venue for the Barcelona Olympic diving events - apparently it was a bit cold!

#136 Gerry Mulligan

Four of us went to El Vergel to hear some Jazz,
a quartet playing Gerry Mulligan scores.

From left to right:
Francisco Blanco - Valencia - Baritone saxophone
Jordí Vilá - Cataluña - Bass
Jeff Jerolamon - New York - Drums
Paul Evans - London - Trumpet

Little girl - El Vergel - Being naughty
Other girl - El Vergel - Glasses
Régine Dagoret de Boisgisson - France - Our neighbour
Chelo Perez Fernandez - Dénia - Conversation partner
Sally Lillie - Sleaford (Lincs) - Everything

Monday, December 04, 2006

#135 Judy's Door

From a series of Other People's Doors.
Sally's sister, Judy, made the stained glass windows for this interior door in her house.

#134 To London

We went to London for a few days. Here we are in Covent Garden; Me, Sally and my Mum. When I was a little boy my mother seemed bigger than me . . . . she must be shrinking.

Next day, Sally, Jay and I walked along by the river and came upon a sculpture by a friend of ours, Karen Richmond. You can stand/lie on it and reflect on the travails of modern life, if you want.

Then we had a tour of Tate Modern. The entrance hall is fitted with some twirly slides (I didn't go on - might have been a bit too much fun).

Across the wobbly footbridge you can see St Paul's Cathedral and, back inside, one of my favourite pictures, Picasso's Three Dancers. I once made a T shirt for a triathlon using this picture as the logo. It's also on my Purple Square series - check the Flickr link on the right.

I pressed the fire control . . .
and ahead of me rockets blazed through the sky.

. . . . . and then we looked at a nice Asian lady in Tooting and her shop full of shoes.