Monday, August 13, 2012

Springfieldcation

Despite all of the traveling backwards and forwards, we realised at Easter that we hadn't been on a break for several years now.  A break when you get a few days not to work, do chores or work through a colossal list house repairs.  A break to relax!  We decided to head to Florida and planned a thrifty four day road trip accordingly, set out with regular stops to antique stores, thrift shops and cheap and cheerful motels. Unfortunately the tropical storms had other plans and Florida has now been hiding under rain clouds for the best part of a month.  

Plan B... We look into the possibility of an alternative break! Colorado, New York,  California, Boston, Vegas,  Texas,  Georgia, Carolina, Maine, Pennsylvania, Montana! I think I calculated the route to almost all 49 of the other states!  Taking into consideration the very limited holiday time we had and the distance of some of these places I also looked into flights. Oh my word flying is expensive here!  At one point I searched for a flight to Boston and almost fell off my chair!  An internal flight to Boston was working out at the same price as a flight to London! As Nick would say here in Missouri, "We are in the middle of everywhere." When looking at a map there is some logic behind that statement, but when you realise the size of each state and how many miles away the next city is I felt more as though we were stuck in the middle of nowhere with no way out!  

Plan C?  After some consideration (and news that the two days of holiday Nick has acquired had diminished to one) We decided to play closer to home.  Thus leading us to Springfield, Missouri. Nicks college town of four years.  I quickly planned a route, figured out some new pit stops and found us a one night stay in a hotel for the evening.  

Springfield, Missouri one might say is not the most happening of places, at the end of Nicks college years I distinctly remember us both looking forward to moving back to St Louis.  It may not have been our first choice but we hadn't been back for five years and felt it would be a good time!

We were pleasantly surprised... Our three day, two night Springfieldcation turned out to be most excellent! We checked into our swanky little hotel at 11pm and trekked through a tropical jungle atrium with a wheely case, caught site of the indoor pool and spa and eventually found a door that lead us to a lovely room for the night! 









The following morning we enjoyed a full American breakfast and made our way out to a selection of flea markets, antique stores and thrift shops.  Unfortunately, Springfield turned out to be a little sparse on the mid-century modern findings but that didn't spoil the fun of looking on bit.



We made our way downtown for a browse and visited Nicks old fraternity house.  We were let in by one of the current residents and took a look at all of the old composite pictures and rooms. Good times.
That evening we ate pizza by the pool and drank some cocktails in the bar!



In light of wanting to make the most of our stay we managed to get a couple of hours sunbathing in and a dip in the pool before checking out.


This wasn't a scheduled stop but how could one resist! What treats could this place possibly have in store!!!

 A slingshot racoon?

A large creepy piece of porcelain?


We stopped at a few more thrift stores in Lebanaon and Rolla before making our last stop at Meramec Caverns! An excellent array of stalactites and stalagmites were to be seen as well as a gloriously manual light show finale to the "God Bless America" theme tune. 



A lovely weekend with a lovely man! 

Friday, August 3, 2012

Missed.


Four years ago today my Grandfather passed away.  He was an incredible man with an incredible mind.  An inspiration to those he came in contact with and compassionate to all.  A Sergeant Major of the British Army by the age of twenty one, an engineer, a writer, a photographer, a well traveled and wonderful family man.  I am so proud of him and everything that he achieved and I really miss our chats today.









Wednesday, August 1, 2012

ST dereLictOUIS

St Louis, you overwhelm me.  Between the gorgeous Forest Park, French Colonial mansions, beautiful brick town houses, artsy hipster bars, farmers markers, green suburbs and the up market streets of Clayton there is a mess.  A huge mess.  A mess that I can't help but fixate on whenever driving around the city.  I've grown up and worked around the East End of London which has many of it's own problems and higher than desired rate of crime, but i've never seen anything like the city of St Louis before.  There are streets upon streets of derelict houses. factories, schools, hospitals and unmaintained roads.








One minute you are driving past a gated, far above upper class community, the next you are smack bang in the middle of a ghetto in the adjacent street.  It is awful to see how segregated the city is between the poor and the wealthy. The city comes across as segregated in other ways too.  At home everyone mixes together like a multicultural soup in London.  We all ride the tube, we all take the bus, we all have a freedom to walk into a place and not be made to feel unwelcome.

The cause:  The population of St Louis hit its peak in the 1950's with an estimated 856,796 people living within its borders.  In 2011 there was an estimated population of 318,069.  Over half the population of St Louis packed their bags in the past 60 years. It's incredibly sad to imagine exactly how many of the existing buildings must be entirely vacant now.  The people that could leave appeared to have along with their business's and jobs and the people that couldn't were likely left behind without much to keep them out of trouble. Crime statistics sky rocketed with St Louis winning an award for being the most dangerous city in the country for several years in row now.

If you look past the damage and despair you can see that there was once something quite special about this city.  Unfortunately, no importance is placed upon preserving the architecture of the past and too often you see buildings torn down after years of being left in wreck and ruin.  The most unfortunate part of it all is that I find it difficult to imagine that things will improve until he city is populated again and i'm not convinced there is a big enough draw to the city to encourage that to happen any time soon.

Tuesday, July 10, 2012

Welcome to the world chicklet.


An incubator arrived at work a few days ago and today sprung the first of the babies.  This little guy doesn't look too impressed here but i'm sure he will cheer up just as soon as his friends show up!  I hate waiting too...

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Was it Instagram in the library with a candlestick?

... or Photoshop in the study with a lead pipe?

You have seen it before, there are now many ways that technology can take the place of skilled workers.  It happens in many industries and is accepted as a part of life.

It struck me today (as I jumped onto the Instagram bandwagon) that in many instances this is quite the shame.

During my final year at university I worked on a viewfinder project.  The process involved shooting digitally with an SLR through a TLR reflex camera.  In my case I used the Canon 5D MKII and a beautiful old Argus 75.



I created a light proof contraption that looks something like this...



The result...


Deforestation


Global warming.


Benefits


Strikes

And these...






These images were all cropped and edited with Photoshop. Pre- Instagram. 

What I find frustrating...  anyone can now pick up an Iphone, download an app and create something that looks remarkably similar to something that previously i'd spent hours trying to achieve.  

Pictures taken today via Instagram...

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Whilst studying Photography I met some incredibly talented people.  There is one lecturer that sticks in my mind in particular as someone with extraordinary skill and talent.  This artist spent years perfecting the dark room practice of combination printing.  This technique had been used since the 19th century and involved each element being exposed from an original negative onto the same sheet of photographic paper then being moved between enlargers.  This process combines images with no loss of quality.  Essentially, this is photoshop by hand at its best.  The images never been touched by a computer and were made entirely from scratch by hand in the dark.

A tree in Islington Source: hagsphotography

Storm in a teacup Source: hagsphotography


Careful garden Source: hagsphotography

To some these pictures may not seem extraordinary, we are used to seeing manipulated images today.  With the birth of Photoshop came the immediate drop in demand for skilled dark room workers.  Real talent was lost.

Sunday, May 20, 2012

Oh Boreham!

It's exciting to find people that enjoy boot sales as much as I do.  This morning I set my alarm for 5am to go and meet a collegue and her fiance for a run around at Boreham Bootsale.
Recognised as the "Biggest and best in Essex.  Known as the "big one" by local regulars it has hundreds of stalls, refreshments, toilets and amusements and kids for the kids.  Established over 15 years ago it has a huge footfall due to its proximity of the A12 and the City of Chelmsford."

How have I missed this?  

We traded some boot sale secrets and helped each other hunt out some treasure.  Strangest item found?  A hand made embroidered Mel Gibson cushion that was purchased as a joke home warming present.  

I was on the usual look out for items of interest...

Look what I found! 


At first glance I thought i'd hit the Jamaica Bay, Taylor Smith Taylor jackpot!  After a little parental consultation I found that it was actually Aztec, Studio by J & G Meakin. 




The asking price was £25 which isn't bad and I was certain I could have fluttered some eyelashes and brought it down to something more comfortable. My instant reaction was that I needed to pick this up for Nick,  I began calculating how I would get such a collection over to the states this summer with a one bag allowance.  (Who needs clothes right?!)  There was no way I could have managed that in one trip so I started doubting myself and shot Nick a message calling for some expert advice.  

Oh boy, he didn't see the message in time and was I in trouble! #gutted

Alas, I didn't return empty handed.  I picked up a great condition vintage 1950's tan leather Kelly handbag.  It's not an epic J & G Meakin collection but it's cute and found a spot on Ebay for the week!  

The morning was complete with a delicious home cooked breakfast and a fantastic looking hot chocolate cake.  So spoilt! A lovely day with lovely people!