Whither Anonymous?

I first came across ‘Anonymous’ in 2008, at a protest the group organised against the Church of Scientology following attempts by the CoS to censor coverage of their activities on Internet sites, and also their attacks on their critics under a so-called ‘fair game’ policy which allowed them to carry out all sorts of dirty tricks on anyone they saw as an enemy of Scientology. Being anonymous then was important to avoid retaliation.

It was perhaps also important for a few to retain anonymity in the ‘Occupy’ movement although some suspect this was more the case for undercover police than the real protesters.  Certainly by then the identities of those who wore the ‘V for Vendetta’ mask as regular protesters were largely well-known to the police.

Although both ‘Occupy’ and ‘Anonymous’ linger on, they do appear to have lost the momentum they once had, and I wasn’t surprised to find only a relatively small crowd – perhaps around a hundred people – gathered in Trafalgar Square for their ‘March for Freedom UK’. Of course it lacked the obvious Guy Fawkes connection of the much larger Bonfire Night protest last November. But among the faces, both masked and unmasked, were many  familiar to me from Occupy London and other protests.

Charlie Chaplin is of course a face familiar to us all, and he was there too!

After a number of short speeches and a mime performance from Mr Chaplin, there was a suggestion it was time to march which was put to a public vote and appeared to be carried. Some set off immediately, while others took longer to organise themselves, but eventually almost everyone was waiting at the traffic lights at the southern edge of the square.

Rather curiously those at the front of the march did not seem very clear on what they were doing, and it was a police liaison officer who told them where to go.

It wasn’t really much like a march, more just a group of people going down the roadway, and it was perhaps only the masks that made it stand out.

Again as they reached Parliament, the protesters were unsure where to go, though this time they didn’t follow the police advice, but simply walked on and came to a stop outside Parliament where they held a rally.

Of course there is a great deal of common-sense in much of what they say. We do need to keep our National Health Service and to improve it rather than simply hand out lucrative contracts to private enterprise. We need reform to make our parliament reflect the needs of the people rather than the greed of a small minority, and so on. I’m not sure that this kind of event contributes much to achieving those aims, but at least it serves just a little to raise awareness of the problems.

More pictures at Anonymous March For Freedom UK.

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Gaza Anniversary

I don’t much like photographing protests at the Israeli Embassy. The actual embassy is hidden away down a private side street where photography and protests are forbidden, and protests take place on the busy roadway of High St Kensington. Sometimes there are problems with police not allowing photographers to stand in front of the protest pen, either telling you that you can’t walk along there, or opening up a narrow area for the public to walk through and telling photographers they have to keep moving.  Fortunately on this occasion they were not doing either, but allowing photographers reasonable access, but it still was to a narrow restricted area, with traffic moving past on the other side of a row of cones a couple of feet in front of the protest.

I actually like to work close to people when photographing, but this was at times just a little too close even for my taste, and your presence is always very much felt by the protesters. The actual pen is always fairly narrow too, so it gets very crowded inside, and its often tantalising to see an opportunity for a photograph but not being able to get the the right position to make it.

Although mostly I was using the wider end of the 16-35mm zoom (on the D700) there were also some pictures where by working up to the barriers and aiming the camera roughly along them I was able to get a little more distance – as the the picture above of the woman and the placards. Unfortunately it was a dull day and the 18-105mm seems to have been having a few problems with autofocus recently – and this image is not quite sharp on her face. Later I took a few more simiilar images – and there are some in Gaza Massacre 5th Anniversary – but as often happens, the first image was the one that I thought best – apart from its softness. I took it soon after I arrived and there were relatively few photographers (and protesters) present, but soon lots of other photographers were also photographing her and I think she got very concious about being photographed, and was smiling most of the time.

Another woman had a very nicely drawn poster and I wanted to photograph her holding it in the protest, but it was hard to get a picture I liked.  The plastic sheet over the poster was also a problem with reflections. I took a few working close to her, but they didn’t work – as it seldom does if you ask people to hold their poster or placard for a photograph. Later, from a little further back with the 18-105mm I made this one which was more what I wanted.

There is rather less of a problem in photographing people wearing ‘Anonymous’ masks in that their expression doesn’t change when they are aware of the camera. But it was still a better picture when I photographed this guy as he walked through the crowd rather than the posed image above.

Of course the scarf makes a difference, but it is mainly the hand up to his mouth which produces something more immediate, and the people and placards around the figure work better.

I couldn’t stay for all of the protest, and was anxious to get off to go to another event. but one particular person was worrying me. He was one of the most noticeable of those protesting, and had appeared in more or less the first image I took, as well as several others. But I just wasn’t too happy with pictures like the one above; it wasn’t bad, but I felt there must be more I could do. I’d turned away and walked a few yards towards the tube, then turned back and decided to make one last effort. I took a short series of images ending up with the one below.

It didn’t look quite like that on the camera back – his face was in fairly deep shadow and the flag at top left was rather pale, with light shining through the thin material. But I felt I had essentially captured what I wanted and put my camera away. This really was the final frame I took of the protest.

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Focus on Newham Housing

It’s always nice to be invited to a party, and even better when its for what seems to be a very good cause, supporting the young women in East Thames’s Focus E15 Foyer who are under threat of eviction after Newham Council cut their support.

Social housing is very much under threat at the moment, and although much of this is down to the policies of successive governments since Thatcher determined to get rid of it with policies including the right to buy, in London it seems to be some Labour controlled councils who are most at fault.

I’ve written before about Southwark’s disgraceful behaviour over the Heygate estate at the Elephant and Castle, where their behaviour has been so blatantly disgraceful that they are currently fighting in a tribunal to keep the details secret over a scheme that has sold off property on the cheap to developers, forcing around 1,200 families from their homes and will produce a development with very few social rented properties. See my and Walking the Rip-Off – Heygate & Aylesbury for more on this.

And in LB Newham there is the saga of the Carpenters Estate close to the centre of Stratford, where the council has been ‘decanting’ tenants for some years, leaving decent homes on a well regarded estate boarded up and empty for years – sending in their workmen to smash them up to prevent squatting. You can see more about this in my , where I write about the problems I faced photographing in the area.  Their scheme to sell of the area to University College appears to have fallen through, but doubtless they are now trying to get some other development with little or no social housing.

The young women and their children from the Focus Foyer have been shabbily treated by Newham Council.  At first some were offered re-housing in distant parts of the country, away from friends and jobs and support systems, and now, after putting up a fight, the council wants to disperse them to private rented accommodation in different areas of London.

This is a council in an area with large numbers of properties currently being developed – particularly post the Olympics – by the East Thames Housing Association, and being made available at commercial rents, unaffordable to those who rely on housing benefits.  Housing Associations aren’t being allowed to do what they were set up to do, Housing benefit has become a huge subsidy to private landlords and people like these young mothers are being forced to live in sub-standard properties with no real security of tenure.

We need much more social housing, Affordable should mean genuinely affordable for those on low or even minimum wages (and, if necessary, benefits.)  Councils, especially Labour councils like Newham should be striving to provide housing in Newham, not trying to export its poorer residents to other areas.

We met on a street corner a few yards from the East Thames offices near the centre of Stratford. The details of the protest had not been released, and I had expected us to walk to some empty property nearby for the promised childrens’ party, but instead it took place in the show flat – just two rooms – built inside the foyer of the housing association.

When we walked into the offices, a young couple was being shown the show flat – it represents the properties being offered to those who can afford them in the Olympic village, and the mothers lined up outside for the local press photographer who had come along to take a picture.

Then when the couple came out, the mothers went in and I went with them. It was very crowded in the kitchen with perhaps around 20 people, and even with the wide end of the 16-35mm was difficult to get sufficient distance to photograph what was happening. Fortunately I’d got the 16mm frame-filling fisheye in my camera bag, and most of the pictures were taken with this. Although it has the same focal length as the wide end of the rectilinear zoom it takes in a much wider angle of view.

However it does compress objects and people towards the edges of the frame and renders any straight lines not through the centre of the image as curves. Photographing people, those curved lines are seldom too important, but the compression is.  Software such as the Fisheye Hemi plugin convert the image to a more natural look, removing the compression and rendering all  upright straight lines as straight – giving a similar image to a camera with a swinging lens. It does so at the cost of losing some of the image in the corners of the picture. When looking through the camera viewfinder you need to allow for this effect, and you can do so to some extent by using two eyes, one at the viewfinder and the other viewing the subject directly.

The mid-points of the two sides will become the midpoints of the two edges of the converted picture, and similarly to midpoints of the top and bottom edge are also the limits of the converted image. But anything in the four corners of the image will be lost.

I felt a little sympathy for the man from East Thames who came in to talk to the mothers and their supporters. His hands which he was waving around rather a lot were really rather tied by Newham Council. He was probably sincere in saying that he wished he could rehouse the mothers as they wanted and need, and certainly not responsible for the policy that prevented him from doing so.

It really was very crowded in their, rather more than it looks in the pictures, and it was very difficult to move around as you really need to to get into the best position to take photographs. There were others filming on their phones and a videographer working, and I was trying hard not to get in the way of others. There were really few opportunities too to show the posters that told the purpose of the event.

Later the party really got under way in the living room next door, which was a little less crowded, though there were still a lot of people in a fairly small room. But the main problem was really one of lighting. The show flat was in the window of the offices, with direct sun streaming in and lighting up parts of the room, giving a pretty extreme difference in lighting between the areas in sun and those in shade.  With the 16mm fisheye it is hardly possible to use fill flash (and even with the 16mm rectilinear lens very hard to get it anything like even) so I was working without fill. It was hard to avoid burnt out highlights, and the images needed extensive burning of the sunlit areas and dodging of those in shadows to get results like the above picture.

Timing is also rather tricky when people are popping party poppers and I was pleased to get so many strands caught in the sunlight streaming into the room in this image.

You can see more pictures from the party in Focus E5 Mothers Party Against Eviction.
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Benefits Street

I don’t watch television. 45 years ago, when I was first married, we decided there were far too many other things to do in life to waste time on watching TV, and I’ve not owned a TV set since (though the other things have rather changed.) I do occasionally watch programmes after transmission on the computer, where you can select the short sections worth watching and quickly slide through most of the tedium. I seldom watch more than 10% of any programme.

So I’ve not watched a whole episode of Benefits St, let alone all those that have aired, but I have seen a few short clips and read a number of articles and some of the many comments on them. Most interesting were those from people who actually know or even have studied James Turner Street in Winson Green. The programme seems to me a cynical exploitation of the people featured with no attempt to examine the underlying causes or to treat the residents with appropriate respect or honesty.

The Birmingham Mail quoted one of those in the show who helped Love Films in making it, Dee Roberts as saying:

“They said they wanted to film for a TV show about how great community spirit is in the street. I participated in the show on that belief.

“But this programme has nothing to do with community, which you can tell from the title. It’s all about people in the street living off benefits, taking drugs and dossing around all day. It makes people out as complete scum.”

From what I’ve seen and heard, the values behind the programme seem to be entirely those of making ‘”good” – i.e. popular – television; the morality of the viewing figures. It’s perhaps what you would expect from a company noted for The Great British Bake Off, a kind of cultural lobotomy. Truly bread and circuses.

Photographically it wasn’t an easy event to cover as it seemed rather disorganised. Visually the most interesting aspect was perhaps a very short period of shouting slogans towards the Love Film office. But the protesters were standing very close to the front of the building and the photographers were behind them, though I managed to squeeze between protesters and the offices for the top picture (and a few similar) and some of those present didn’t really seem to be getting involved.  It was a protest where those taking part didn’t seem really sure what they were supposed to be doing.

Later things did get a little more organised, with a number of speeches, including those from campaigner Reverend Paul Nicolson of Taxpayers Against Poverty, no stranger to the ways of television as he was for 16 years until his retirement in 1999 the real Vicar of Dibley, or at least the church used in the filming of that series in Turville, Buckinghamshire.

As you can guess from this picture, by the time he was speaking it was raining fairly persistently, and the lighting in the narrow street surrounded by tall buildings had dropped considerably – and it had been dull at the start.

It’s always difficult to know how to adjust the colour balance in such circumstances, and I often find that the auto white balance gets things not quite right. It isn’t easy to know what is right, and it probably isn’t what is technically correct in most cases, but I found myself making more tweaks than usual in these pictures, mainly aiming to get believable skin colours.  The Rev Nicolson is red in parts on his face because of the light through the disposable red Unite Community rainwear, which is fine, but in the top image, I had to do a little brushing of the tint with Lightroom’s Adjustment Brush to bring a more healthy looking face to the woman shouting.

When taking pictures of speakers at event such as this, wherever possible I look for backgrounds which relate to the person and/or the event and provide some context – such as this placard with its message ‘Bankers are the real scroungers’.  Another of the placards read ‘Target the Tories Not the Poor’  and for the woman below, from Barnet Alliance for Public Services I like the out of focus word ‘Justice’ which can be made out from the Southwark Benefit Justice Campaign banner behind her.

Story and pictures at Benefits Street Protest at Love Films and there are a few from a smaller protest a week later at Channel 4’s Victoria offices, No More ‘Benefits Street’ Channel 4.

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Busy Saturday

I don’t like photo-calls. They usually end up with lots of photographers taking the same picture that someone else has thought up, and which is seldom of much interest. Like this one:

I took it with photographers to the left of me, photographers to the right of me, all taking more or less the same picture (though perhaps mainly a little wider, though that was even more boring and I couldn’t bring myself to process and publish that.)

Sometimes you can rescue something from these situations. In this image there was one person who stood out to me, looking out from a gap between the placards, and he looked to me like a man in a prison. It seemed appropriate for a protest about a man held in prisons without trial for 12 years, still in Guantanamo – more pictures and about the protest on 12 Years of Illegal Guantanámo Jail

If I was the kind of photographer who arranges and constructs images I would have moved the woman behind him (and I could easily have Photoshop-ed her out, cloning the wall behind into the space, as well as copying more placards into the areas at bottom left or right. It would have made for a neater and probably better picture. I probably could have arranged the picture rather better by asking people to move or to move their placards, setting up a more perfect view of my idea, but for me that would have taken the picture away from being news and more into publicity or advertising, a direction in which I don’t want to tread.

Setting it up for me would have been unethical, but it would also have meant that the 22 other photographers (no I didn’t really count them, but it was probably around that number) would have taken the same picture too, while perhaps I was the only photographer who saw the picture as I did. Life is full of warts after all.

But I’d already really got my picture, while the person organising the photocall, who had had the idea and got all the placards made, was getting people into position. For a few seconds only, the group in the orange suits and black hoods with their placards were arranged in a triangular formation, and there was my picture. I don’t think anyone else was in the right place to see it and take it,

I had to rush off quickly to another protest, Repeal Indian anti-Gay Law, and there nothing was happening, just people just standing around, a few with placards, but doing very little and that with no animation. I was even quite pleased when one of the protesters on seeing me arrive started to organise most of those who had placards into a group for pictures.

It didn’t make too exciting a picture, but it was better than just people standing around chatting with each other. It was a pity that the Indian flag wasn’t a little more cooperative, but there just wasn’t enough wind for it to fly.

But perhaps the better pictures were by picking a few individuals and photographing them with the posters or banners they were holding.

I’d been intending to go on to Tottenham Police Station, where the family of Mark Duggan were leading a vigil a few days after the curious inquest verdict, both apparently internally contradictory and also  to deny the evidence. But it was getting a little late, and I was also worried about the facilities that the press might get, and with good reason. I didn’t go, but friends told me they were corralled into a press area rather out of the way and unable to really get good pictures – and it showed in the work. Not a good way to handle the press.

Instead, I made for the Egyptian embassy, where there were two groups of protesters for the Eyptians coming to vote in their country’s constitutional referendum. Immediately outside the embassy on the pavement were supporters of the new constitution and the deoosing of Morsi, many waving pictures of General SiSi, while opposite them across the road was a protest almost entirely composed of Muslims, with posters, banners, balloons and cards with the four-finger ‘rabiaa’ gesture, now a symbol of pro-Morsi protest, calling on Egyptians to boycott the vote.

Both sides were noisy and animated, and although it was generally fairly clear from both the gestures and the posters (or the sweatshirts) who was in which protest, I decided it was easier to separate the two groups into two stories,  Free Egypt Alliance Urge Vote Boycott and  Sisi Supporters Oppose Boycott. 

With four stories to sort out the images for and then write up, it was around midnight or after by the time I got to the text about the two Egyptian groups, and  at first I managed to write up the stories but forgot to mention why both sides were there, and had to log on to both stories later and make things clear.
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Epiphany

Bone, Ian Bone. I first met him around ten years ago, in Trafalgar Square on the edge of some demo or other. May Day I think. The radical fringe, autonomous bloc, black but very white. I crawled through a densely packed small crowd to where the anarchists were calling for revolt and attempting to clobber photographers who dared raise a lens. Elbows came in very useful, forearms parried fists and I pushed on and found myself photographing Mr Bone.

We met again over the years, and again, usually on the edges of protests, scarpering when the Bill arrived, leaving the youth death squad to be kettled, and I began to appreciate his tactical intelligence. Now it seems he’s a film star. And a director. Dark glasses. But is it the real Bone?

I’ve this memory or dream, standing in front of the lifts somewhere on the South Bank. RFH or perhaps Tate Modern, in a crowd. The lift doors open and Bone pushes in to a lift full of guys in dark glasses. No room for me. I run down the stairs to the lobby; no sign of Bone. No dark glasses. Check the bar. Not there. Sirens wail, blue lights flash along past St Thomas’s, over Lambeth Bridge.

Sitting in a chair in the cinema museum for the première on Sunday, talking to Bond, listening to him with his old mates from Swansea I sense a barrier. No trace of Swansea in him. Is this the real Bone I ask myself or have our spooks replaced him with a clone? Then on screen. Bone or an actor playing Bone? Film always lies, though some of the lies are beautiful, life seen through a glass of beer. Sparkling, not darkly.

Epiphany. London insurrection, 1661 and 2013 (minus the hanging, drawing and quartering.) Don’t miss it, Almost the latest edit on Vimeo, sans credits – watch it. Mad photographer appears at times, comes into frame around 29:50; I go left at 30:11 when everyone else goes right. Fifth Monarchists storm St Paul’s yet again, with the aid of a piked Muggletonian.

Nice film Suzy. Sorry for not writing about it. Perhaps I will one day. Looking forward to the next part on the Muggletonians. Perhaps Bone is a secret Muggletonian – or you or me. Who knows?
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Peace as Police Stay Away


Feeling against the police was running high and was expressed in placards and banners including one referring to the well-known song

Perhaps the police actually read my stories on Demotix  (usually very similar to those I post later with more pictures on My London Diary.) Actually I know some of them sometimes do, because I’ve had officers making comments to me about things I’ve written in the past. And I’ve recently sent in a Freedom of Information request and am waiting to hear what – if anything – they have about me on their files, or rather those files they are prepared to admit exist (they’ve been caught out a few times lying over such matters.)

The previous week, after Friday’s protest I’d written

I found it hard to see any reason for the large police presence and stopping them walking into Montague Place as they wanted. It did seem an incredible and pointless waste of public money, and it resulted in more inconvenience to the public than if the event had not been policed at all.

But I think in this particular case I wasn’t the only journalist make the obvious clear, and perhaps even some of the police themselves may have realised that the heavy-handed policing of protests against a police presence on campus is counter-productive.


Other banners were less contentious – such as ‘Make Love not Student Debt’

So, unlike the previous week, where they came in force to London University, for the Cops Off Campus National Student Protest in exactly the same place they sensibly kept out of sight, and the protest passed off more or less peacefully, with far less mayhem than if they had turned up.


The Book Block with shields bearing the names of well-known titles for protection

There was a little damage to the gates of Senate House, and later, in an event I thought was probably staged for the press, to the doors into the entrance area of the building, when a few students attacked them using rubbish bins as battering rams. But there was no real violence and no attempt to occupy parts of the university, which would have broken the High Court injunction.


A clown mimes taking my photograph – and is caught by my flash

The protest was about a serious matter, and one which raises questions about the nature and purpose of universities that deserve proper debate, it was also an enjoyable and at times exhilarating event, with various groups enjoying themselves in their different ways, and ended with those taking part feeling a sense of achievement. It seems clear that the attempt by the London University management to stifle protest and freedom of speech and assembly has failed.

Two major issues remain to be settled; the future of the University of London Union and the proper treatment of low paid workers at the university who deserve decent conditions of work and pay. Until the management behave reasonably over these issues, protests will continue.


The book shields were useful in pushing against the gates

Photographically there were few problems, and it was largely a matter of being in the right place at the right time. When the students decided to go through the gates of the Senate House I had to move out of their way, and it was too crowded to get a really good view, though the fisheye did help a little.

There were some interesting faces in the crowd, and as well as taking pictures of the speakers I also took some of those listening to speeches.

After I left to go home there were further protests around central London by some of the students, where the police did show up (if sometimes rather late) including at the Royal Courts of Justice where the inquest into the shooting by police of Mark Duggan which sparked riots in Tottenham and elsewhere was taking place. It’s always difficult to know when to leave.

Cops Off Campus National Student Protest
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Human Rights & Syria

International Human Rights Day, 10th December, commemorates the day in 1948 the United Nations General Assembly adopted the Universal Declaration of Human Rights. This has become politically controversial here in the UK, as our government, while claiming still to be in support of the declaration is rather noisily and busily trying to find ways to get around some of its consequences. There seem to be some groups – such as prisoners and suspected terrorists – that they don’t feel qualify for human rights.


The Syria Peace & Justice group were told they can’t protest directly outside the UNHCR offices.
But this is a pilgrimage not a protest they told the commissionaire.

As Herman and Chomsky pointed out 25 years ago in their classic book ‘Manufacturing Consent‘ there are ‘worthy’ and ‘unworthy’ victims in the eyes of our politicians and dominant media, and many in power would like to restrict these universal rights only to those they consider ‘worthy’.

Given the political climate it perhaps is unsurprising that International Human Rights Day passes unobserved officially in the UK and those who rely on mainstream media would be totally unaware of it.

But the Syria Peace & Justice group chose the day to try to highlight the desperate situation in Syria and to call for an end to all human rights abuses there. They began the day by making a pilgrimage around as many as possible of the embassies of countries who are in some way or other involved in Syria, as well as the UN High Commission for Refugees offices and our own government offices and ended with a candlelit vigil on the pavement outside the Syrian Embassy. It wasn’t a huge protest – the group is a small London-based grass-roots one only formed a couple of months ago, which includes people of various nationalities and backgrounds united in their desire to see peace and justice. But many others would support their aims.

Because of the large number of embassies and other places involved the pilgrimage was split into two groups who met up in late afternoon outside the US embassy. This presented my first dilemma in covering the event, as I couldn’t split myself in two! I decided to start with the group at the UNHCR as it was the UN’s day, and to go with them at least as far as Downing St and the Foreign Office, before trying to join the second group who had started in Kensington.


The Syria Peace & Justice group were joined by several others as they posed in front of the Houses of Parliament.

At Downing St, one of the pilgrims had permission to take their letter in, but they arrived late, and had to wait for a suitable gap, and rather than waiting with her I went on with the rest of the group to take photographs outside the foreign office and in Parliament Square. From there I took the tube to Hyde Park Corner and rang the leader of the second group to find out where they were. They were heading for the Iraqi embassy, but by the time I got arrived there had already moved on. Two buses later I finally caught up with them outside the former Iranian Embassy which was closed by William Hague threw out the Iranian Embassy in 2011 after the UK’s embassy in Tehran was attacked and looted. It now appears to be a part of the Omani embassy.


At the Kuwaiti embassy they let someone in to deliver the letter calling for peace and human rights.

I walked down with the group to the Kuwaiti and French embassies and then left them to go to the US Embassy where I found the other group had arrived. Taking pictures there was a little tricky as it was now dark, and they were in a particularly badly lit area. I tried both using ISO 3200 and available light and adding flash, but neither worked too well with the pilgrims being rather spread out. You can see these and more pictures from earlier in the two pilgrimages at Human Rights Day Pilgrimages for Syria.

There was another event I wanted to cover a couple of miles away and I left them to take the tube there, returning for the candlelit vigil an hour and a half later outside the Syrian embassy.


Flash enabled me to bring out the Buddhist monk in a dark background area.

Candles provide enough light to illuminate a very small area, and the pavement outside the embassy had a little ambient light from the street lighting, but it wasn’t really enough to fill in the shadows. I got the best results by just adding a little flash fill, using ISO3200 with the candles as the main light source and a mix of flash and ambient in the shadow areas.


Peace pilgrim ‘Earthian’, a “citizen of the earth” made a peace pilgrimage to the Middle East on foot without a passport

I used the built-in wide-flash diffuser screen on the flash and also the small white bounce card, generally angling the flash head up at 45 degrees. Where there were subjects close to the camera on one side, I angled the flash away from them to reduce the coverage (even with the wide-flash adapter there is a lot of fall off at the edges with the 16mm.)

I worked with shutter priority, setting a speed of between 1/25 and 1/60s (with a certain random element from my habitual finger-fiddling) and adjusting both exposure bias and more often flash level to get the results I wanted, checking on the rear screen. The ambient levels varied considerably in different areas of the vigil, and the headlights of cars driving by also occasionally added a contribution.

More pictures from the candlelit vigil at Human Rights Day Candlelit Vigil for Syria.
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Walking Backwards for Tibet


Tibetans walk backwards in front or Parliament in human rights protest

I spend quite a lot of my time covering protests walking backwards, and have the bruises and scars to prove it from various encounters with curbs, vehicles, lamp posts and other street furniture. Fortunately none of these occasions has been seriously damaging, other than to my dignity, long since a lost cause.

Human rights for Tibetans in Tibet also seems increasingly to be a lost cause, as Western nations eager for business with China put their own national interests in profit above higher concerns. Of course its always been so, and we even once went to war with China to force it to allow our drug traders to operate.

So while the west has made noises about human rights violations by China since the invasion of Tibet in 1959, these noises have been getting softer and softer over recent years and are now a mere formality, while China has ramped up its efforts to completely eradicate Tibetan culture, committing atrocities against the Tibetan people – with over 1.2 million deaths. In recent years around 130 desperate Tibetans have set fire to themselves in protest, and the Chinese response has been to arrest and torture family members, charging them with abetting self-immolation.


They started to protest in Parliament Square but were soon told to leave by the GLC’s ‘heritage wardens’

Human rights are indeed going backwards in Tibet, and Tibetans decided to march backwards in London past the Houses of Parliament to Downing St to highlight what is happening there and as a direct response to China becoming a member of the UN Human Rights Council, despite its own terrible human rights record and its record of support for human rights violations by other countries.


Blue, white, red, yellow and a little green in the flags – and one man wears a Union flag as well

Protests by Tibetans are always colourful, with so many of them wearing or carrying the brightly coloured Tibetan flag – something that would rapidly lead to arrest and torture in Tibet. At times the colours tend to dominate the pictures and I sometimes find it overpowering. Visually you can have too much of a good thing.


They are walking backwards but it isn’t very obvious.

It was also a slight problem to convey the fact that people were walking backwards in a still image. People walking backwards do look rather similar to people walking forwards, and it’s something that makes far more impact in a moving image than a still. There is something about the postures in the images from a distance, but working close, I don’t think it is possible to tell.


Walking backwards in Whitehall – but impossible to tell.

However it was a welcome change to be able to walk forward while taking the photographs!
More about the protest at Tibetans Walk Backwards for Human Rights.
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Cops Off Campus & more

I’d been busy with other things in the first week of December and had missed covering the student occupation of the Senate House at London University, only hearing about it too late to easily change my plans. Living twenty miles from the centre of London also makes me rather less able to react at short notice than those living closer. So I didn’t witness the scenes of police brutality during the eviction around 8.30pm on Wednesday Dec 4th, though I did see some images of rough treatment taken by others, mainly by students who were either taking part or reporting on the occupation.

The following day I had arranged a meeting in the afternoon, and wanted to keep it, so although I covered two events earlier in the day, I missed the emergency protest at the university when the police again assaulted protesters. It wasn’t until the following afternoon – Friday – that I caught up with the what was happening at the University of London.

I was particularly sorry to have missed things earlier in the week, as the occupation had arisen out the student support for the low-paid workers on the campus, which is an ongoing story I have been covering for quite a while. But one person can’t be everywhere, and I also have to take things a little easier these days than when I was younger.

But before going to the university that Friday there were other events to cover in a very busy day for me.  Late the pervious night I’d heard the news of Mandela’s death, and as an active member of the Anti-Apartheid Movement since the early 1960s (and still a member of its successor) I wanted to report on this, and started my day at the Mandela statue in Parliament Square. I took a few pictures of the flowers and other tributes and those coming to pay their respects before going on the the next event on my schedule – and returned to later in the day both there and to the South African High Commission in Trafalgar Square. You can see a few pictures in Tributes to Mandela.

The next event in my diary was very different, with EDL supporters at Downing St in support of Marine Sergeant Alexander Blackman, who was due to be sentenced having been found guilty of the cold-blooded killing of a prisoner of war. The EDL were calling for him to be freed arguing that he acted under extreme pressure and that his victim was not a prisoner of war but terrorist. There didn’t seem to be much happening – as you can see in EDL Protest Supports Marine A, and having talked to a few people I left to go to another event that seemed to promise more interest.

Another cause I’ve long had an interest in is the many unexplained deaths that occur in custody – in police stations, prison cells and closed mental wards. It’s difficult to be precise about numbers as what official statistics there are have been defined in a way that omits many cases.

Few of these deaths have been investigated in a timely or even professional manner, with the proper questions seldom being asked and at times with those officers involved refusing to cooperate with investigations. The official response has often been to knowingly issue misleading statements and to waste time before a flawed investigation by the IPCC following which the Crown Prosecution Service gives their standard response ‘not enough evidence to prosecute’. Since 1990 there have been 1433 deaths in custody, many under highly suspicious circumstances and there has been not a single successful prosecution.

The protest outside the CPS Offices at Rose Court came as an inquest jury was hearing evidence over the killing by police of Mark Duggan. The evidence given by police officers to the court appears to contradict that of other witnesses and of other evidence. The jury have yet to reach a verdict.


Marcia Rigg starts her speech at the Crown Prosecution Service with a tribute to Mandela

But among the speakers was Marcia Rigg, the sister of Sean Rigg, killed in Brixton Police Station in August 2008. The IPCC investigation took 18 months to decide the police had acted “reasonably and proportionately“. Almost four years after his death, following a considerable campaign by his family, the inquest was held and concluded that police used “unsuitable and unnecessary force” that “more than minimally” contributed to his death, highlighting the failures of the IPCC; a later independent external review found that they had failed to secure the crime scene, failed to prevent officers involved conferring and to ensure that all gave statements, had waited six months before interviewing them, had not examined the CCTV along with many other failures.

There is unfortunately little reason to assume that the treatment of Sean Rigg’s death was very different to that of many of the others who died in police custody; what made his case different was the strength and tenacity of the family in their continuing campaign to get to the truth. It still remains to be seen whether justice will be done. More pictures in Bereaved protest at CPS Failures.

I was sorry to have to leave this event before all of the speeches – there were others there who are still campaigning over the cases of their friends and relatives who have died. I was even sorrier when I arrived to find nothing happening – I found when I got home that evening it had been cancelled an hour or so earlier. One day I’ll have to move into the 21st century and get a phone that can keep me in touch while I’m away from home – my current antique mobile merely makes phone calls and just occasionally deigns to receive texts.


‘We Are Peaceful – Why Aren’t You #CopsOffCampus’ asks one of the placards, and it was a good question

It did mean that I was early for the next of the student protests, waiting outside the University of London Union in Malet St as people arrived for an emergency protest over the police actions on the previous two days. I’d had a few minutes to walk around the area and had seen police vans parked down many of the nearby streets, and there was one just a short distance from the ULU, as well as a number of blue-bibbed police liaison officers mingling with the crowd.

The liaison officers would have heard along with the rest of us that the organisers who spoke before the protest moved off intended to peacefully march around the streets and visit different parts of the university as a protest against police violence and the university management calling police on to the campus and also taking out an injunction against occupational protest. They made clear that they did not want there to be any violence and that they had no intention to occupy any part of the university in breach of the injunction.

It appears to have been a message that fell completely on deaf ears so far as the police were concerned. As the march approached the bottom of Malet St police appeared and formed a line across both ends of the street and the only side road. Students who tried to walk between the police in the line were ordered to stop and thrown roughly backwards.

It seemed clear that the police had intended to contain the students on Malet St, but had apparently failed to realise that there are several entrances onto the campus on the east side of the street. The students went through the main one and crossed the campus to Russell Square, where there were no police. They then went north and then west, passing the top of Malet St. I’d expected to see the police who had previously been there trying to stop them, but they had apparently followed the students rather than wait to stop them.

A group of around twenty police ran up behind as the back of the protest turned into Gower St, and obviously did not know what to do. Most of the protest had already passed and there were too few to make an effective cordon across the wide street. The students went on to briefly enter the courtyard of University College before heading down University St and then back down Huntley St towards their starting point.

By this time there seemed to be police vans going in several different directions and creating some chaos in the late afternoon traffic while having zero effect on the student protesters. It seemed to be a total waste of public money and a totally ineffectual over-reaction to a peaceful protest, which had caused far more disruption to Bloomsbury than the protest itself.

I left the students as they walked down into Torrington Square towards SOAS. I’d had enough of walking and had been on my feet for far too long and it was time to go home.
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