I’ve just finished what I started…

Following on from my last post – I’m a bit excited.

Regular readers will remember that at the start of 2019 I started a journey down the Meridian Line from Yorkshire (Sand Le Mere) to the bottom of the county of Lincolnshire.

I ended with a trip to Greenwich, with some good friends.

The photographs themselves took 12 months to take and edit; and then another 7 months to organise them and write the text.

I self published using Blurb books, and have made both a hardback, and a soft-back.

I am really pleased with the end result – and in fact the statue on the front cover of the book (John Harrison of Longitude fame) was only installed at Barrow On Humber in March of this year. It was one of the images I had to wait to get before I could finish the book.

So, it’s done – and what next?

Well, Covid has put a stop to a lot of travel, but I am starting to get out and about a bit more – with other photographers too – though we go out in separate cars.

I’ve got a couple of ideas for projects going forward – which I’ll talk about when it’s more formalised in my head.

I’ve also got lots of people to thank who helped me get this book done – the naggers, the drivers, the pushers. The folk who have stood behind me when I got despondent and said “It’ll be OK”.

So – thank you to my other half for letting me travel at all hours, leaving him to dog-sit. Thank you to all the members of Lincolnshire Image Makers who encouraged me to keep going.

And to Mike Bennett, Keith Balcombe and George Lill for coming out with me – keeping me on the straight and narrow, and generally shoving me in the right direction.

It’s done…………….

NEXT……………………

Finish What you Started

I tend to try and finish what I start – though at my age now, a long term project (a very LONG one) may never get done.

I was reading about photographer David Hurn, who started a 10 year project about the village he lived in. He was inspired by a John Updike quote: “giving the mundane its beautiful due”

This seems a good project for other people too, though mundane could run things down a bit. Uninteresting could become interesting only when you start to do research.

Like my own village – there’s nothing here till I started to look. A pre-conquest minster church – now dilapidated, with all the roof lead stolen last year. Inside the burial of Sir John Skipwith, who died in 1415.

Investigation starts with a little knowledge, and involvement. It’s up to us to put the two together.

After that, it’s about where you stand, and when you press the shutter.

St Bartholomew’s Church at night – lit from inside with floodlights. There’s no electricity, no water – only the odd owl and a few bats in the belfry. Literally……… 馃檪