Monday 10th january 2022

 Only four of us at the carer creative group today, so we did stencils.  there was a group of OAP's in the hall singing along to 1960's songs.  The room we were in was cold as apparently the boiler was acting up, energy prices are set to go up soon.  

I love photography, getting out there and capturing what will one day be a vanished world.  I have no interest in fashion or glamour, it does nothing for me.

Henri Cartiar Bresson (1908 - 2004) is one of my influences, he was a street photographer from France.  He went all over the world Taking photo's of daily life, if we don't captyre our past we have nothing to show future generations.   

Talking about future generations I was watching David Attenborough last night about music that animals make, including whales who sing and click and birds that mimic chainsaws and police sirens.  Sadly it ended with a recording of a bird in Hawaii that looked like a black bird singing for female's, but they would never come because they were all dead.  Sadly the male bird died too and all we have now is just a recording, a recording!  what are we doing to this world!

Getting back to photography.  Don Maccullen is another artist I respect.  he photographed in war zones and historic events some of which affected him.

 

There's many great women photographers like Christina Broom who was the first female journalist, she used the coal cellar as a dark room.  

I would also like to visit Dimbola House on the isle of Wight to see the work of another lady photographer called Julia Margaret Cameron.  But it's getting there which is the tricky bit, needs planning.

It's sam Moran's birthday today, she had a party at SP2 café once, no one seems particularly interested if I want to host one; no one will turn up.  Birthdays lose their appeal as you get older, one day their wont be anyone left alive to remember my birthday; they'll all be gone.  One thing I do remember one year is that Kerry at our church got me a chocolate caterpillar cake which was very kind of her, I felt that I didn't deserve it.