Kensal Green: X-Pro

The sun was out today in London, so I decided to head out for a walk with my Lumix, so I can continue to get to grips with it. I’ve seen it from the train a few times, passing Kensal Green, so decided to finally hop of the train here to check out Kensal Green cemetary. I also wanted to check out an exhibition at the Dissenters’ Gallery. There are lots of interesting textures and angles and lots of cool greenery and birds here; a surprisingly nice and interesting place for a walk. I didn’t find it depressing, but I also didn’t spend much time reading messages on gravestones. I just enjoyed the oldness, the greeness and the general tranquility. I never managed to find the gallery, hidden somewhere on the grounds, but it was worth the visit anyway. Here’s a few ivy-heavy cross-proccessed (x-pro) shots I took:

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Konica C35: Berlin (pt 1)

I’ve just returned from my 5th (I think?) visit to Berlin over the last few years, and again I have loved spending time in this cool city. It was overcast and raining / misting most of the time, so I wasn’t expecting much from the pictures I took, but I’m pretty damn happy with some of these. Forget photographing momuments, this is the city.¬†Film used: my go to Kodak Gold 400ASA. The featured images is the view¬†from the steps coming out of Eberswalder str U-bahn station in Prenzlauer Berg.

Few shots in Freidrichschain, between Warschauer str and the East Side Gallery / Oberbaum bridge:





En route to Kreuzberg coming from M10 tram going via U8 at Bernhauer str. There’s a Berlin Wall memorial just out of sight to the right of this shot:


A few shots in the city centre (Mitte), with the sun starting to break through the rain:





Blonde on blonde on U2:



The (Un)willing Subject

It’s been mentioned to me the last few years that I do not take enough “people pictures”. This is true, and in fact I’m trying to rectify this at the moment! When I was growing up however, I had one always-there subject in my younger brother. Just because he was always there, though, doesn’t mean he was always willing to be photographed. It often took a bit of begging and/or nagging, and often he would ruin shots by pulling awful faces, or looking especially mopey. Maybe I treasure those pictures the most. I’m really missing the guy today; 6000 miles away. Thanks for letting me click away, bro.