Around about the same time that I was bouncing political peas off the poor population of Halifax, I was also taking their photographs. This is a sequence of photographs I took at Halifax Gala in the mid 1960s. I don't know why it should be so, but old photographs mature with age, like a half-decent wine. There is something rather satisfying about these dark monochrome shots, something that cannot be reproduced by the pin-sharp, perfectly exposed, multi-pixel pictures of today.
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They do like mellow black and whites. Historic shots of time gone by and yet the style enhances the visit.
ReplyDeleteIt's a patina of graininess and light only acquired after decades of storage in old shoe boxes.
ReplyDeleteI like the atmosphere these shots convey. And you have a Beatle lookalike for good measure.
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