3/4/25

I’ve got such a huge backlog of pictures I don’t quite know in what order to post them, and as a result I overthink it, and then end up not posting at all. I then, surprise surprise, keep taking even more pictures, and so I’m in a perpetual loop of adding more to said backlog. I reckon I just have to perhaps post by mood, rather than chronological order in order to let my pictures out loose in the wild. So here’s some pictures from a day in April, in the order I shot them. I’d given myself and Art Day™️, seeing a Munch exhibition (underwhelming) in the morning, and then heading south to Bermondsey to see Theaster Gates at the White Cube Gallery. As I came out of the train station at London Bridge this reflection caught my eye.

I really like Bermondsey Street, where the White Cube is, and the walk there is always such a pleasant one. There’s a few Georgian houses there, and walking southwards I liked seeing the little miniature gardens up above.

This colour combo also caught my eye a bit further along. They clash in the nicest way, if you can call it clashing at all.

Remember how I was unsure of the tighter 50mm lens on my new camera? Well, we seem to be getting on just fine, and I haven’t felt the need to get a wider one. I like how much more graphic the pictures become with less width.

Just outside the gallery now, happy to catch this.

As I entered the receptionist sat with her head down, and I originally took a picture of just the top of her head sticking up, then waited a sec, and suddenly half her face popped up. Click. I smiled a thank you.

The Theaster Gates was good, a bit different from stuff of his that I’ve seen before, so I was glad I went. It was then time to head back home; I retraced my steps and walked northwards. This orange wall is part of the exterior to the Fashion and Textile Museum, which I’ve weirdly never been to.

Nice colour drenching going on here.

So many questions about this window, so many why’s.

On the way back the painted wood work stood out, rather than the pots that I took a picture of earlier. Such a great red and beautiful yellow, and all the better for being next to each other.

Admired the brick work on this facade. Looking at it now I’ve made it mysterious for myself. How much of the facade was bricked this way, all of it or just a small section? I could check on Google Street Wiew and find out right now, but I think I’d rather just look out for it the next time I’m there, and answer my own question.

On the train home, now at Blackfriars Bridge, a train station that is on a bridge (oh really, you don’t say), bridging the Thames. If you look closely you can see Tower Bridge in the distance.

‘Is it creepy taking pictures of people’s hair?’ I asked myself here. Is it?

And is taking a picture of a person minding their own business somehow not? Best not to overthink it.

Cheers! 🍻

Took these a few weeks ago, and was wondering what to write about them, only to remember the significance of today’s date: 17 years ago today I started My Funny Eye! The internet has changed so much in that time, but I’m very grateful that my own corner of it is still pretty much the same. So, I raise you all a glass and thank you for being here throughout the years 🥂

Place of worship

I only took one picture during the gig me and Z went to a few weeks ago, and this was it. I got a text from her a week later saying, “Aaahhh, I want to rewind one week and go to the Justice gig tonight!!”. I felt exactly the same; I think it was the first gig that I’ve ever wanted to see again, exactly how it was, because it was that good. We have since made a pact that we will commit to see them every time they tour. The rest of their current tour are all festival shows, but I think I draw the line there. I mean, I’m 50 this year *

* I’ve said this so many times since I turned 49 that I don’t think I’m letting myself be the age I am. I also say it a lot, as so many new people I meet say “You don’t look old enough to have a 15 year old!”, to which I reply “I’m 50 this year!!” 🤪

10/01/25

Hello hello! Hope you’re entering 2025 ok? I felt a bit low towards the end of last week, so I made sure that I headed into town to look at some art. It was the perfect reset, just like I knew it would be. I’ve also got a new camera which I took with me, and I really enjoyed trying it out. I usually shoot with a wider angled lens, so the 50mm one that I used on Friday is literally like looking at the world with new eyes. I’m not sure it’s right for me, but we’ll see. It’s funny how much the blog format dictates whether I shoot landscape or portrait, and I was a bit miffed that I kept going for landscape again, when I’d managed to wean myself off it in the past six months. I never crop pictures afterwards, but when I took the last picture - landscape - I immediately realised that I’d made a mistake. The guy moved before I could re-take it, and I felt Saul Leiter on my shoulder, shaking his head with a sigh. Well, I’m cropping it here Saul - especially for you. And I reckon the picture with the water being swept (NOT cropped) was a little high five between the two of us.