Archive for March, 2010

Film and Real Photography

Monday, March 8th, 2010

I met and briefly talked with someone on Friday while photographing a demonstration by the English Defence League who was still using film. We didn’t talk for long, as we were busy taking pictures, just exchanged a few sentences, but this was for some reason something he felt I ought to know about him.

And I think that says a lot. You could talk to me all day and it probably wouldn’t occur to me to mention my cameras were digital unless you actually asked me. It didn’t particularly worry me or interest me, after all I was standing outside a pub in the middle of a crowd of people whose views on politics and social issues and almost everything had very little in common with mine and managing to talk to them, so one more oddball didn’t matter.  But you do have to be some kind of a fanatic to be photographing events like this on film these days.

Of course there are still a few minute niches were film still makes sense, mainly for the kind of things which have some kind of specialist technical need where there is not a large enough market to produce a digital equivalent or its cost is extortionate. A good example is for some panoramic work, where we don’t have the equivalent of cheap swing-lens cameras like the Horizon. For some subjects you can stitch digital images, but it is often simpler to use film. And I don’t yet own a digital camera that can produce the quality I get from a Hexar F in silent or virtually silent mode. Another place where film still has advantages is in the darkroom, for making enlarged negatives for platinum printing and other ‘alternative’ printing processes (rather a silly term as platinum was a hundred years ago a very mainstream process) although virtually everyone doing these now relies on digital techniques to print enlarged negatives on a inkjet printer.

Possibly too for those people who undertake lengthy projects in remote areas, away from mains electricity and camera repair facilities, simpler mechanical cameras using film might well make sense, though some people manage to keep digital cameras running under very difficult circumstances.

There is also a question of expense. Although film is more expensive to use, you can pick up film cameras, even very good ones, remarkably cheaply now. And for people who don’t have the money or credit to buy a decent digital, the best way to take pictures may be to use film, even though you know it will cost you more.

I’ve long been a fan of real ales, as of real bread and I do still own some vinyl, though it very seldom sees a turntable. But here there are real advantages (though I doubt if my hearing is still acute enough to appreciate them for the music,) while digital whips film in every way. You really do have to be some kind of crank to think otherwise. Not that I’ve anything against that – eccentricity is a great British tradition and good luck to him.

People talk about a ‘film look’ and its generally a matter of grain and poor colour reproduction – both of which you can simulate in Photoshop if you really must (and there are plug-ins that do it remarkably well.)

Of course some photographers do find digital hard to come to terms with. Many haven’t learnt how to shoot and process RAW images to get the most out of their cameras (and for much press work there simply isn’t time.)  Back in the old days specialist printers used to make a living from their skills in getting more out of film (and a few still survive) but we now seem to assume that all photographers can process their own digital work.

It isn’t of course true. Some haven’t much idea and simply accept what the camera gives them as the final word, whereas others take the possibility of digital manipulation too far. It’s something which has caused the organisers of this year’s World Press Photo some grief, and although I’d read various pieces on this before, my thanks to EPUK for providing the link to a post by Asim Rafiqui which goes into this case in more detail, pointing out all the manipulation they were apparently prepared to swallow while choking on the removal of a small and rather insignificant detail.

Like the photographer I talked to briefly, I used to enjoy working in the darkroom, where I’d dodge and burn (and occasionally crop my images slightly.) And later I’d take some pride in being able to use a spotting brush to clean up images. I horrified one museum curator by not only removing the dust specks from the sky but some of the pigeon droppings from the pavement of one image. As I said, “it isn’t a picture about pigeon shit.” Now I do similar things on a computer screen. Real photography involves using the appropriate equipment to get the best results you can – and for most things that means using digital at all stages of the process.

More about Friday when I get the time to put those images on My London Diary. For the moment you can see a small selection of them on Demotix.

Whittington March

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

The demonstration on Saturday against the closure of the A&E and Maternity departments at the Whittington Hospital in north London was in some respects a typical march along a couple of miles of street with couple of thousand people. On My London Diary you can see the pictures I took as well as reading a little more about why people were marching.

© 2010, Peter Marshall

During the march most of the pictures were taken with the 16-35mm but sometimes I needed to work at a greater distance and the 18-200mm came in useful, often because it just wasn’t possible to get close enough to use the wider lens, but also to try and create a narrower background that included lots of placards and posters.

© 2010, Peter Marshall

And there were times when I wanted to concentrate on just one person – particularly the speakers at the rally, but also sometimes people on the march.

© 2010, Peter Marshall
Jeremy Corbyn MP
© 2010, Peter Marshall
The start of the march

At one point on the march I had a rather disturbing encounter with one of the marchers, a man who seemed worried that I was taking pictures of people, and wanted to know why I was doing so. I think it was just another example of the kind of paranoia some people seem to have about photography.

When I’ve taken part in marches and protests, I done so because I want to put on record my support or opposition to a particular cause that is the point of the protest. Like most demonstrators I’ve welcomed any interest shown by others in the march and particularly people photographing or videoing the march, especially because it may need to greater publicity for the cause I’m demonstrating for.

Of course there are some protesters who intend to break the law and wish not to be recognised. But the way to do that is to wear a mask of some kind, not to try and evade cameras. These days you are in any case going to be recorded on CCTV – and it was interesting to see that the prosecutions in the Gaza demonstrations were based on CCTV evidence rather than the pictures of the many photographers at the demonstration (although the judge involved had also watched the coverage by Sky News.) Still photography, which simply captures an instant, seldom produces unequivocal evidence of an act in the same way as video and can often be extremely misleading.

This was however an entirely peaceful and lawful demonstration, so I find it hard to see any rational explanation for the attitude of suspicion which one man displayed. I suppose one madman in a couple of thousand is not too great a problem.

More pictures on My London Diary as noted above.

Join CREEP

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

Colin Jacobson in a interesting post about World Press Photo (I found it interesting, which means he expresses rather more eloquently some of the things I thought about it – as well as a few more novel ideas) in his first contribution to his MOG (Miserable Old Git) blog, invites us to join CREEP, the campaign for the eradication of repetitive photojournalism (not quite an acronym more an anagram with an added ‘e’)  whose mission is to “to encourage contemporary photojournalists to pledge to avoid predictable visual situations” (actually Jacobson calls it a “mission statement” but that’s a term I’m already determined should be wholly wiped off the face of the planet. Unless you are David Livingstone.)

And he starts a nice list of subjects that should be banned, inviting readers to add their own visual subject matter that should be added to the embargo. As he ends by saying, “This could all get quite enjoyable.”

PDN Top 30 for 2010

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

It’s always interesting to look at PDN‘s ‘Top Thirty‘, the annual choice of new and emerging photographers to watch made with the help of a number of industry figures, and this year’s crop is I think a good one. As usual there are a few names I already recognise among them, but mostly they are new to me.  And most of them have work that I find interesting, and I’ll go back later and have a look through their portfolios – so far I’ve just clicked through to see the 3 pictures per photographer in the Flash presentation and read the brief biographies there.

This is the list of this year’s Top 30:

  • Levi Brown
  • Alejandro Cartagena
  • Scott Conarroe
  • Sumit Dayal
  • Clémence de Limburg
  • Gratiane de Moustier
  • Danfung Dennis
  • Lauren Dukoff
  • Matt Eich
  • Matthieu Gafsou
  • Marcelo Gomes
  • Deborah Hamon
  • Estelle Hanania
  • Ben Hoffmann
  • Sohrab Hura
  • Wayne Lawrence
  • Brent Lewin
  • Eman Mohammed
  • Adrian Mueller
  • Nick Onken
  • Alex Prager
  • Thomas Prior
  • Ben Roberts
  • Anna Skladmann
  • Andy Spyra
  • Gabriele Stabile
  • Peter van Agtmael
  • Elizabeth Weinberg
  • Yang Yi
  • Reed Young

You can still see the work from earlier years, including 2009 and also 2008 when I think they presented it rather better. Nice to have a list of photographers down the side of the page. And interesting to read them and reflect that the only ones I recognise now are probably the same ones I recognised when I first saw this list two years ago.

2007  is here and you can also access this and earlier years via the archive page, which conveniently also lists the winners from 1999-2007. Interesting to read through and find how many names are now familiar.

Crown Court Demo

Thursday, March 4th, 2010

Last Friday morning was a little disconcerting as I found myself walking up a road that I’ve not visited for many years, but first walked up in the mid 1950s, in short trousers and with a new blazer that was a little too big to give room for growth and satchel. I didn’t quite get as far as my old school at the top of the hill, though I saw it a little ahead as I turned off at the building before it, Isleworth Crown Court, a new building since my young days.

I wasn’t going to court but to photograph a demonstration outside it, where young Muslim boys and men who had been picked out from CCTV coverage of the demonstrations in January 2009 during the Israeli attacks on Gaza were being sentenced.

Before their trials the judge had told them he’d already viewed the evidence and advised them to plead guilty. I didn’t think this was how we usually did justice in our courts, and certainly at least one defendant who went against this advice later left the court an innocent man. But most decided to plead guilty, doubtless being advised that this would result in a lesser sentence.

But the opposite appears to be true. The judge made clear in at least some of his judgements that he was very much intending to make an example of these people aimed at their community. Actions that at other times might have been expected to lead to a smallish fine or suspended sentence led to jail sentences of a year or even two.

Protesters see the trials and sentencing as both racist and an attempt to suppress legitimate expression of  protest as well as unjust. The effects on the young men unfortunate enough to have been identified from the camera footage (mainly because, unlike many more seasoned demonstrators, they had not thought to keep their faces masked) are clearly disproportionate to their actions. Collectively they seem certain to fuel terrorism in this country, their severity and unfairness acting as effective recruitment for dissident groups. I can only hope – though it doesn’t seem likely – that their will be some review and serious reduction in these sentences after the judge has done his worst.

Stop the War had called an emergency picket of the court at relatively short notice, and probably few people know where Isleworth is or find it easy to get there early on a Friday morning (though its only 35 minutes on the Piccadilly line from the centre of London – and a ten minute walk.) So I was really quite surprised to find around 15 people there when I arrived – and about the same number again arrived while I was there.

© 2010, Peter Marshall
17-35mm f4 at 35mm

Photographing around courts can be a problem, and we were told we had to move away when we tried to take pictures of a couple of women with placards just in front of the court entrance. The protesters too had to move just a few yards away on the pathway leading from the small car park at the front of the building. But otherwise the police were helpful, even moving their car out of the park to give the protest more space.

This was my first outing with the new Nikon 16-35mm f4 lens. I’ve been using the Sigma 12-24 as my main wide-angle on the D700, and although it works well on the DX format D300, with the full frame it is just a bit extreme.  Very few pictures really work at 12mm, and although I seldom notice the stretching at the edges that results from its rectilinear design  in the viewfinder, they are only too obvious when I see the image on my computer screen or in print.

Using the physics and geometry I learnt many years ago just a hundred yards or so up the road from the court, while the distance from the the centre of a simple 12mm lens to the  sensor is – for a subject at infinity – 12mm, the distance from that same lens centre to the corner of the frame is 24.6mm, giving roughly twice the magnification. Hardly surprising it is noticeable, as the maths also applies to the much more complex arrangement of glass in a photographic lens.  The horizontal angle of view of the lens at 12mm is around 112 degrees, and anything over 90 degrees really calls for a different perspective except in very special cases.  On full-frame anything below around 17mm is seldom much use.

Nikon used to make a 17-35mmf2.8, and it was a good lens for film and for DX Cameras, but they discontinued it a while back, though it is still listed on the Nikon UK site. It was also rather large and heavy, and still sells second-hand for around a grand. With their FX camera they brought out a larger, heavier and more expensive 14-24mm  f2.8, which seems a very good lens but has a bulbous front element that you can’t put a filter on for protection. It is faster and doubtless sharper than the 12-24mm Sigma I’ve used for around six years, but considerably larger and heavier, and given a choice I’d buy the Sigma again. It does the job and the D700 (or D3s) takes away much of the need for fast lenses.

But when Nikon announced their new AF-S NIKKOR 16-35mm f/4G ED VR it seemed to me to be an ideal lens for FX, although the various boards across the Internet were full of photographers who strongly and vituperatively felt otherwise. My only disappointment was that it was quite so large and heavy – around the same size and almost as heavy as the 17-35 f2.8 – in part perhaps because of digital favouring a design that gives rays more perpendicular to the sensor, and in part because it includes VR – Nikon’s Vibration Reduction II system.

I’m not sure that I need VR. In practice I haven’t found it seems to make much difference to my picutres even on the 18-200 zoom where I’d expect it to be most valuable at the long end.  But it doesn’t seem to do any harm – most of my pictures were sharp before and they are still sharp now. But I think it does more for test exposures than in anger, though perhaps it will help in those situations where people are pushing me while I’m taking pictures.

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17-35mm at 18mm

VR also puts up the price of lenses, though I think I got a pretty decent deal considering I got the lens the day after it was launched for a price that was in three figures ( just.)  Focus is really fast and everything seems pretty sharp – usable wide open though just a little better at f5.6, but the difference isn’t big in practice. The corners seem pretty sharp, there is a little chromatic aberration which is readily corrected in Lightroom, and distortion seems reasonably low, though I’d want to correct it for architectural work – not quite as good as my old 12-24 Sigma in this respect. And it does feel like a lens built for pro use, unlike many cheaper Nikon lenses which clearly are not, although in true Nikon fashion, the lens hood can rather easily get knocked off. It’s one area where Sigma are clearly superior.

So once I get the Sigma 24-70 back from repair (soon please – its been almost a month away now – and get it right this time), I’ll be putting this on the D300 body, where it works like a 36-105.  Or for for those days when I feel I might need something longer I’ll use the Nikon 18-200 (27-300) on the D300.

Photographing the Pope etc

Wednesday, March 3rd, 2010

Yesterday on Radio 4’s Front Row (its close to the start of this audio clip) I heard a ten minute interview with Lord Snowdon, born in 1930 and still working approaching his 80th birthday next Sunday. Although it’s customary in some photographic circles to knock him – and he was certainly born with a silver spoon in his mouth – I think it’s hard to look at some of the pictures, particularly his earlier work, and not be impressed.

My favourite book of his work continues to be his 1958 ‘London’, published when he was still just Tony Armstrong Jones and could write “I use a very small camera, little apparatus, and no artificial lighting at all” and got himself into the soul of London.  After that there were still some good pictures but perhaps his mind was on other things.  In the interview he mentions two photographers who he admires, Henri Cartier-Bresson and Irving Penn, and the influence of both men is fairly obvious in particular pictures.  It was Penn that for me ruined his vision, but then I’m not a Penn fan (though I admire his technique.) If you are a fan of Penn – or more open-minded than me – you can see Irving Penn – The Portraits at the National Portrait Gallery in London until 6 June 2010, and it does make you realise that Snowdon never quite managed to join the same league as the master.

But the interview with Snowdon is well worth listening to, and includes his account of the picture that got away, when he spent days in Rome trying to photograph the Pope, and when he finally did get to see the man as he emerged from a helicopter, wasted the precious seconds going down in a deep bow rather than getting on with the job, and by the time he had got up the Pope had gone.

© 2010, Peter Marshall

I’ve never tried to photograph the real Pope, but the other Sunday there was a demonstration against his planned visit later in the year, with not only a ‘pope’ but also some nuns – three of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence who were rather more colourful than the real thing.

© 2010, Peter Marshall

There are a few pictures I quite like from the event on My London Diary though some perhaps don’t quite come off. I liked the idea of Peter Tatchell’s megaphone speaking directly to the pontiff, but the light was fading fast and getting everything right and just the right amount of unsharpness in the robes and mitre was tricky. It didn’t help that I needed to be slightly behind Tatchell and most of the time his head was turned away and I had to wait and catch moments to get a good profile.

It took quite a lot of attempts to get a usable frame, not least because I was shooting at  1/30 s or slower with the lens at around 50mm, and some were not sharp on Tatchell’s face. As he finished talking I rather kicked myself for not increasing the ISO – a couple of stops more would have given me 1/125 and made the job much easier – and with the D700 the results would still have been fine.  It’s easy to forget you can do this when the light gradually fades, one of the big advantages of digital over film.

Marcus Bleasdale – Rape of a Nation

Tuesday, March 2nd, 2010

Marcus Bleasdale‘s The Rape of a Nation on Burn is a powerful set of 25 images from the “deadliest war in the world today” taking place in the Democratic Republic of Congo (DRC) where 5.4 million people have died since 1998.  Many of the 45,000 who die each month do so from readily preventable causes due to the complete collapse of the economy and any systems of health care.

As well as the strength of the images, I was also impressed by the presentation, with an interface that really works, and where for once it makes sense to click the “full screen” icon – which gave me excellent quality sharp 1560×1050 pixel images (though the size will presumably depend on your screen.)  I was able to view the pictures at my own speed with captions appearing over a small strip at the bottom of the image on mouseover and a left-click changing to the next picture, and everything worked smoothly.

This is also a site that attracts some interesting comments on the work – and where the photographer himself replies. Well worth reading, and in his replies he does provide some links to sites which supply some powerful insight into the political and economic forces behind the war which was an aspect I thought lacking in the text when I first looked at these pictures on Burn.

Tea But No Tea

Monday, March 1st, 2010

In the last few days I’ve photographed a number of tea-related events, starting with a picture of my wife holding a giant plastic tea cup in front of a local church to send to the local paper as publicity for an event she’s running. Friday night I was in a church in Islington, photographing a bishop and the CEO of Traidcraft, and on Saturday afternoon in another church taking pictures of a tea party and African dance workshop.  Those pictures were all for other people and will appear elsewhere, but here and on My London Diary you can see the work from a rather more spectacular event, ‘The Invasion of the Tea Ladies‘, with around 60 of them in checked pinafores and head scarves dancing around Parliament Square and in Trafalgar Square.

© 2010, Peter Marshall
A rather surprised man takes in a line of tea ladies dancing around Parliament Square

All of these events were part of Fairtrade Fortnight, promoting the idea of Fair Trade – of which Traidcraft was one of the pioneers in this country, although now it’s big business and in virtually all the supermarkets – and in particular trying to get us all to “Swap our Cuppa” to fairly traded tea.  More about it on My London Diary too.

I was late arriving, as the first train I can get to Waterloo without paying an arm and a leg doesn’t arrive until 10.04, and the event was scheduled to start at 9.45am.  My train was a little late and it’s about 1200 metres from the station so I was a little out of breath when I got there at 10.14, lifted my camera to my eye, pressed the button and nothing happened.

Nothing. I couldn’t understand why. Battery OK, card formatted and empty, everything switched on. I had a new lens on the camera and was worried it might be a problem with that, so I changed it. Still nothing when I pressed the button, and I was getting a little desperate. But fortunately I’d brought two bodies, so as I couldn’t get the D700 to take pictures I started to work with the D300, and every time I had a moment to spare tried to work out what was wrong with the other camera.

I tried taking out the battery, and replacing it. Tried a new battery. Looked through the menus. But every time I had just a few seconds before the tea-ladies caught my attention again and I wanted to take more pictures. The whole business was a bit more complicated because I can’t actually see the menus or markings on the camera properly without my glasses on, and I photograph without them, at around the limit of the dioptre correction on the eyepiece. So to look at the camera I had to take out my glasses, put them on, then I’d have to take them off and put them away to take pictures.

© 2010, Peter Marshall
Big Ben shots are obligatory when working in Parliament Square

It was a bit more than a quarter of an hour later, when the demonstrators halted briefly halfway up Whitehall that I noticed that I had actually recorded some pictures on the card – random shots of the pavement, and then a few minutes later when they stopped again that I realised what the problem was when I noticed a small light flashing on the front of the body after I’d tried to take a picture again. The camera was in self-timer mode. It’s something I’ve never used on these cameras and I had no idea how to turn it off or on, though it was a relief as I’d begun to anticipate a large repair bill.

I carry the small quick start booklets for the two cameras in my camera bag – not the full manuals which are rather thick, so I took a look through that, but couldn’t find anything.  Then I took a good look at all the knobs and buttons on the camera, and eventually recognised the symbol for it on a dial surrounding what on an old-fashioned camera would have been the rewind knob.  It’s not a dial I use much, but also switches between the high and low continuous shooting ranges. Once in a blue moon I do switch to the higher rate, but otherwise the camera is permanently on the lower, when I can usually manage to take a single exposure by taking my finger off the release fairly quickly, or hold it down to get 3 fps. It’s also where you switch to live view – which again I don’t.  Very sensibly Nikon has made it with a button you have to press down to allow the dial to turn.

I know the camera wasn’t on that setting when I put it into the camera bag. So somehow in transit or taking it out of the bag the button got pushed at the same time as something knocked against the dial and turned it.  It is a very unlikely event, but it happened. If it ever happens again I’ll realise what it is rather faster.

© 2010, Peter Marshall
Tea ladies dancing in Trafalgar Square

Unfortunately in my desperate attempts to get the camera to come back to life, I’d tried a ‘reset’ using the two green labelled buttons. I should have known it never works, but just loses all your carefully stored settings. Most of them I remembered to set back the the normal values I use in the custom settings. But I’d forgotten that it also returns the camera to what Nikon think the default value for the ‘Quality’ should be. Unfortunately its about the last one that anybody sensible would use, a relatively low quality jpeg.  So although I was taking pictures and they are not a complete disaster, they do serve as a very good reminder why you should always always always record images as RAW files. Tweak as much as you like and many of the pictures still have areas of empty black and harsh tones compared to the exposures made as RAW in the D300.

And although there were 60 tea ladies, there was no tea to be had.

The New BJP

Monday, March 1st, 2010

I was rather sad when I heard a few weeks ago that the British Journal of Photography (BJP) intended to cease weekly publication and become a monthly magazine after so many years.

Wednesday is a day I normally set aside for tidying up things, doing a little shopping, visiting the library and my pharmacist and other odd jobs that can’t be avoided – unless there is something happening I think is really worth photographing. It seems things seldom happen on Wednesdays, and part of the routine of my life was to pick up the latest BJP from the doormat and sit down for lunch with it open on the table as I ate. Normally I would finish all I needed to read in it while having a boiled egg, a couple of slices of bread and a piece of cake, though just occasionally there would be a longer article I felt was worth reading in detail later.

No longer. The BJP will come just once a month, and will be rather thicker. The first monthly issue (since the 1860s or so) arrived this morning (it should be in the newsagents in a few days time) and my immediate impression was disappointment. Frankly the cover looks confused, messy and dated and the design inside didn’t immediately appeal. Even the typeface is annoying, profusely dotted with little squiggly ligatures that make reading for me a tiring business. To be a success in the new format it needs to sell off the shelf in the newsagents, and given the price I think it will need a redesign to do so.

The BJP has never quite seemed a professional magazine, but when I started reading it you could forgive it because the people who wrote for it were clearly professional so far as photography was concerned. In more recent years it seems to have passed into the hands of journalists who occasionally seem a little lacking so far as photography is concerned, although some at least of the contributors clearly know their stuff.

They were occasionally especially fine appreciations of the work of some photographers. Sometimes there were some good pieces on technical aspects, and at times reviews of equipment by people who had actually used it in anger and could give valuable insights into its strengths and deficiencies in practical situations which some of us found valuable, even if they lacked the facts and figures of the better technical reviews (such as those that used to appear in some US magazines or those now on Digital Photography Review.)

Of course there were also other ‘reviews’ that appeared to be written from the press releases and some that would never have survived peer review, or had perhaps been slipped in while the editor was napping. The sloppiness continues. In this issue we get a piece that starts by naming an exhibition that took place 35 years ago as one that many photographers would consider the most important in the last quarter century. Well, perhaps there are many innumerate photographers!

I’ve not really read thoroughly yet, but my initial impressions, having leafed through it and read the odd piece that looked of interest are not positive, and I’m not sure I’ll find the time to go back for more. There is what looks like a decent piece on Don McCullin, but although I’m a great fan of most of his photography (spare me the landscapes) I was tempted to say ‘again.’ And there is another piece on an internationally known photographer who certainly ranks high in my list of the top ten most boring well-known photographers, but someone must like.

There is one new section – Projects – which looks to have some purchase, but at the moment it seems far too cramped. Perhaps the space for each project could be doubled in future issues? Reproduction of images – one of the advantages listed for the change – is generally better than in the weekly, but usually in the past it was adequate for purpose, and even now it is certainly no ‘Aperture.’ Decent but not outstanding, I can’t see it being good enough to persuade people to buy the magazine.

Overall I think the magazine seems a mess, without the fairly clear structure the weekly magazine used to have, rather as if it has grown out of control. But this was an issue produced while they were still bringing out the weekly, so perhaps this is understandable and we can hope it will improve. It would surely have been better to leave a week or two longer gap to produce the new issue so it could really have been well prepared.

I’ll get the next few issues – at least until my subscription runs out – but it doesn’t at the moment seem to have found its new place and format. I subscribe to a number of photo magazines including several more expensive than this, but each has a clearly defined character that this seems to lack.

One thing I certainly miss which was probably the most valuable single feature of the BJP for me was it’s ‘On Show‘, a listing of photographic shows around the country. The current magazine seems only to mention a couple of shows in London (one of which also has a full page advert) and nothing elsewhere in England, although for the moment at least ‘On Show’ is still available on line.

On Show claims it “keeps you up to date on what is being exhibited in photography galleries across the UK. It is the one stop guide for showings in the next few months” but neither it, nor so far as I can see the magazine appears to have any mention at all of what is certainly the most interesting photographic show in London at the moment. Where Three Dreams Cross continues at the Whitechapel Art Gallery in London (Aldgate East or Aldgate tube) until 11 April 2010 . But that’s the BJP for you, never quite professional.

The BJP has been a part of my life for longer than I can remember and I really do hope that it will continue. I’m sorry they felt it had to change to a monthly, but I sincerely wish it well for the future. I’m sad it hasn’t made a better start to its new era.