The Hippodrome Circus

Hula Hoops
Hula Hoops

The Hippodrome Circus Gt Yarmouth is a special and unique building, over 100 years old, the original mechanism is still used to flood the arena to create a giant water circus. Backstage is a place of light and shadow, packed with backdrops, mechanisms, ropes and pulleys, photographs and original artwork, the glamour and the detritus of a working circus.

Emerging from dressing rooms the performers warm up before their entrances. Their exercises sometimes seem longer than their performances. They are concentrated, intense, in a world of their own, seemingly unreachable. But then the children of the performers appear. They are played with, entertained, loved, and looked after. This is a place of families.

I wanted to capture the intensity of a performance and the quiet moments of aloneness. The Limelight and the shadows.

#TheHippodromeGtYarmouth #Circus

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Barton Broad

Barton Broad
Barton Broad

This was a wonderful morning, misty but very still. But I was late and had to paddled like mad in my canoe  from the other side of the Broad before the atmosphere disappeared. Paddling in a panic I took various shots from different angles but started to relax, feeling pretty pleased with what I was capturing.

Then I realized the camera was on the lowest possible quality setting. The atmosphere may have been calm but the language was blue. More frantic paddling around to places I’d already photographed to capture something usable before the light went.

When I show this photograph people often remark being a landscape photographer is a very nice way to earn a living.

They should have been sat with me in the canoe!

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Sea horses Hunstanton

Sea horses : Hunstanton
Sea horses : Hunstanton

I was testing a long lens on the beach near Hunstanton, it was very misty. A Sea Roke we call it in Yorkshire, Norfolk people have their own term.

The beach was empty except for the lone dog walker. I thought if I focus on the figure and the dog lead is sharp then the lens I was testing will have passed mustard.

Out of the mist came the riders, I took the photograph without hesitation. I think it’s a strange composition, but it certainly has proved popular with a lot of people. Barnham Broom hotel have a large print of it hanging in their Brasserie.

More images on my website or contact Bircham Gallery Holt or The Gardenhouse Gallery Cromer.

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The mussel beds Hunstanton

The mussel beds : Hunstanton
The mussel beds : Hunstanton

I camped overnight to try and capture a photograph I’d seen taken by another photographer of the green seaweed covered  boulders on the beach at Hunstanton. When I went down to the beach this is what I saw, all thoughts of green boulders disappeared.

I found out later these eerie structures were mussel beds, and more importantly I discovered their history.

William the Conqueror granted the rights to these mussel beds to the LeStrange family of Hunstanton in perpetuity. It was a reward and recognition of their loyalty and support in his invasion of England. These rights are unique along the English coast.

The area is defined by how far a man on horseback can hurl a spear into the sea at low tide.

In the 1950s the rights were disputed and the case went as far as the House of Lords. Apparently their ruling was “which part of  ‘in perpetuity’ didn’t you understand?”

So the case was thrown out.

Marvellous.

Our island history still made visible.

More of these images can be seen in my Norfolk portfolio section on my website www.davidmorrisphotographr.com

These images are also available from

The gardenhouse gallery Cromer

The Bircham Gallery Holt

 

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The Kiss

 

The Kiss One of the images from Barlife now showing at HIPhttp://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/exhibitions.xhtml
The Kiss. Milano

The Kiss

This photograph was unexpected. I wasn’t in the bar for long which was dark and noisy and held not much promise. It wasn’t until later that I realized I had captured something special.

A sudden moment of passion, and human existence is caught in an instant; I didn’t know how I felt about the image, it isn’t the kind of photograph I would set out to capture.

I like the intrigue of the composition, the kiss dominates, but the couple close to us also have an unfolding story, and then there is someone alone on the edge of light.

What’s the story here?

Grab your opportunities while you can my friend and, do it with passion, be Italian, or remain on the outside, an observer like the figure in the shadows.

You might have an opinion of photographing people in public places?

I would like to hear it.

http://davidmorrisphotographer.com/whistle/index.php/2015/10/16/your-rights-to-take-photographs-in-public/

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                                 http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

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Living in apartments

Living in apartments : Naples An image from Barlife exhibition at HIP
Living in apartments : Infrared photograph

LIVING IN APARTMENTS Naples

We booked a cheap room at a big rambling hotel that had seen better days a few streets from the railway station in Naples.

Edward Hopper would have approved; a vast mortuary of a room with a wrist-slitting ambience, it held a huge angular bed whose wafer thin blankets held not a shred of comfort.

If you booked in here feeling depressed, you wouldn’t make daybreak.

Outside on the streets it was teaming with rain. It felt like the opening frames of Blade Runner.

Abject poverty, dark alleyways, an air of menace, rubbing shoulders with stunning architecture and some of the friendliest people in Europe.

Neapolitans you feel, have life by the throat.

The Italians cross their roads at any point of their choosing, with the casual air of ‘you dare and try and run me over’, while their drivers respond gratefully with, ‘thanks, I think I will’.

An infrared camera caught the mood of what we saw. Everywhere you looked there was a photograph, either waiting to be taken, or about to happen.

I’m going back

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                            http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

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Alone together

Alone together : an image from BARLIFE now on show at HIP http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/exhibitions.xhtml
Alone together : Milano

Alone together

There was a time when everything rocked, you talked to everybody, and everybody talked to you. Your life follows a rhythm just like a bar; there were the noisy times, the good times, the times you made and met all your friends, and then before you know it your little run of luck is through.

Now it is a quiet time. The end of the night.

Time to check your money, and wonder what is left.

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                            http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

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The Night

The Night : Milan One of the images on show at HIP http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/exhibitions.xhtml
The Night : Milano

The Night

This affects me like one of Edward Hopper’s paintings; bleak, lonely and lost. There is human contact somewhere here, something will happen. But what? The posters on the wall at odds with the reality of existence, all they hold are false promises.

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                            http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

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Interiors

Interiors one of the images on show at HIP http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/exhibitions.xhtml
Interiors Milano

Interiors

I don’t know what there is to detain people in this photograph. Absolutely nothing is going on. Blood red walls, an empty bar, a door open in the street opposite. Edward Hopper could be quietly painting this scene, there’s nothing here and there’s everything.

Via Savona is the street that runs just outside the window, it’s a lively place, full of exciting bars, which seemed to add to the loneliness of this interior.

I waited patiently for someone to come in, to take a seat, order a drink, give a sense of scale, add the warmth of humanity.

If you were feeling alone, facing up to our ancient dilemma, ‘what’s the point of existence?’ this was not the place to ask the question.

I waited a bit longer.

No one appeared.

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                            http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

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The girl in the yellow trousers

The girl in the yellow trousers Milan Now showing at Hull International Photography Gallery
The girl in the yellow trousers Milano

The girl in the yellow trousers

This is the same girl as ‘The girl who never smiled’ in the previous post. When I got home to England I realized I had a special image, I determined on my next trip to Milan to track her down and show her the photograph.

 Yes I know it sounds bad, but just stay with me.

 I found her in this bar a year later. She was busy writing copious notes; I think she was an artist. She wore the yellow trousers for practical reasons; Milan was suffering a series of torrential downpours.

I showed her the photograph I had taken the previous year, I was worried, I thought she might be angry, but she wasn’t, if anything she seemed flattered, and agreed to sit for this portrait.

We exchanged email addresses and I sent her copies of both photographs, but never heard from her again.

Such is my luck with women.

And the time I saw her smile?

She asked the barman for hot water and sugar, it’s something the bar staff will sometimes do to help people stay in a bar a little longer when they don’t have much money. Being a gentleman he obliged.

She smiled and the room lit up.

Some Barlife images now on show at The Gallery Norfolk 60 St Giles, Norwich and also available from the Bircham Gallery Holt

More Barlife images here:                            http://www.davidmorrisphotographer.com/porfolio_index/Barlife_index.xhtml

 

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