Waiting at the bus-stop by a particular Tesco Metro in Peckham I usually look for a photo opportunity (despite the bags of shopping hanging off me) such as this one. The hoarding with its ever-changing ‘wallpaper’ provides a zany background to my series of photographs of people also waiting for the bus. Occasionally someone spots what I am doing and they glower. A hazard of street photography.
For reasons I cannot fathom (but hope are now resolved) I have been locked out of my blog site. So, I’m hoping this is not the end but rather the beginning of a new relationship between words, image and screen.
Dreams of a roof over my head and where shall I place my bed..? This is in Peckham where the view is astral, the air plentiful.
The Rye Poets did a performance celebrating mothers on Mother’s Day at the Mum Before Me exhibition held at Jeannie Avent Gallery in East Dulwich. What you can’t see is the audience. Plentiful and so supportive.
How classy! This is my neighbour waiting for her bus into town. This is why we live in Peckham. So very stylish and individual.
I’m the Featured Poet at the Poetry Shed. No need for boots and you don’t have to go out in the wet and cold, just click below for pots of poems.
The Peckham Peculiar is a fab free local newspaper and sometimes I write a feature for them or take a photo. In the last issue I did both. The article is about Stella Cardew – I consider her to be the doyenne of Peckham artists. She was rather embarrrassed by this description but that is because she is modest, too. http://peckhampeculiar.tumblr.com/post/131609025729/a-stella-career