Since digital photography has come along and storing vast quantities of images on your computer has negated the need to print an image, I seldom chance upon the found photo anymore; it's become a very rare event indeed. My only joy now is stumbling across a photograph in a charity shop or flea market - but only if I find one where there shouldn't normally be one. For instance, this photo was found in a box of random paperwork whilst I was looking for knitting patterns in a charity shop in Weston-super-Mare. My golden rule is to never consciously search for them: they have to find me.
Saturday, 19 November 2011
Milk Stout
Since digital photography has come along and storing vast quantities of images on your computer has negated the need to print an image, I seldom chance upon the found photo anymore; it's become a very rare event indeed. My only joy now is stumbling across a photograph in a charity shop or flea market - but only if I find one where there shouldn't normally be one. For instance, this photo was found in a box of random paperwork whilst I was looking for knitting patterns in a charity shop in Weston-super-Mare. My golden rule is to never consciously search for them: they have to find me.
Wednesday, 16 November 2011
Dogs You Don't Know
Given to me by my friend Mole Leigh back when we were studying in Weston-super-Mare. It was originally framed and she found it in a charity shop - someone once had this picture on their wall. I had it on my wall for a while too...
Tuesday, 15 November 2011
Monday, 14 November 2011
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