An old leather briefcase has been laying in a cupboard in my workshop for many years. In it I’d put items I thought I wouldn’t need immediately at the time but were worth keeping anyway.
Recently, due to the unpleasant tasks of relocating, I opened this old briefcase and was amazed to find a large envelope containing old B/W negatives (35mm and some 120) of work I’d done in 1958/59 of London.
This was a project I had set myself at the outset of my career in photography, to get experience in (a) seeing the picture, (b) painting with light, (c) capturing the decisive moment and (d) being unobtrusive in fact almost invisible. The elements that make photography an art.
Suddenly I realised that all this was 50 years ago, how interesting how much has changed and how much is still pretty much the same.