Fading signs in Stirchley. The woman in the poster looks too pensive to be in leisure advertising, unlike the bowlers below. They look like a potentially rowdy bunch.
I hope this had a happy ending.
This is an action shot of what scaffolding does. Don’t worry, I learned this a very long time ago, and I realise that it is a bland fact. However, as I walked to the shop that I did not buy my new camera from, I was drawn to the billowing fabric covering a large corporate building. Eventually I realised that it was the exact spot where I had photographed the faded turquoise scaffolding months ago. It had fulfilled its destiny, also known as its function.
With frozen fingers I clicked attempting to capture the movement, the colour and the things evoked in my mind. I saw fake oceans, of the kind you see in school plays, and a building hiding til it was ready to be seen. I also tried hard to ignore the heat of the stares piercing through my peripheral vision.
This is what I got today, I enjoyed looking at it. If you click on the image you see what holds it together.
Happy New Year.
I love lights. Tea lights, fairy lights, traffic lights, Christmas lights, Northern lights. Lights. Lamps, candles, chandeliers. Symbolic or literal, photons are magical. So I felt compelled to take a shot of this display at House of Fraser today.