Re-photo

The march at a cross-roads in the centre of Enfield

Enfield is right at the north of London, and I’d been photographing a march on Oxford St, and the problem was to get there in time for the start of a protest march calling for the re-opening of the A&E department at Chase Farm Hospital, closed three months ago.

The closure came after a long fight, starting before the last general election, with the Tory candidate getting elected on the back of a campaign in which David Cameron, the leader of the opposition had come to the Labour seat and pledged the Tories would keep it open – as so often pre-election promises mean nothing.

A month after the closure, a desperate woman rushed her sick child to Chase Farm only to find the department locked. By the time an ambulance had been called and arrived and taken the child to the nearest A&E around 25 minutes drive away 2-year-old Muhammad was dead. The health authority’s response has been to replace the small sign at the hospital about the closure with a much larger one.

Marchers, including a woman on a mobility scooter, go past Enfield Market

No problem I thought:  tube to Finsbury Park, then the Overground to Enfield Chase, a few yards from the gathering point. The Transport for London web site gave me the times I needed to arrive a few minutes before the start of the march. But on the Central Line platform at Bond St, the next train to Oxford Circus was unusually delayed. It would probably have been quicker to go back to street level and walk. Normally I’d have got a bus to get to Oxford Circus, and the only reason I’d taken to the tube was because the march I’d already photographed was blocking the street.

So I missed the connection for the half-hourly service from Finsbury Park, but fortunately I’d also noted down an alternative train from Seven Sisters which I could still probably make. It took me to Enfield Town station at the other end of the town centre, arriving 3 minutes after the march was due to start. I jogged through the town centre, almost certainly the fastest half-mile I’ve done for some years (but still not that fast), to arrive very much out of breath just as the march was about to start, a little later than planned.

It was a reminder (though with rather long-winded unnecessary travel details here) that for taking photographs of events the most important thing is to be in the right place at the right time. Information and ‘logistics’. I’ve often felt the old photo-journalistic adage ‘f8 and be there‘ was the wrong way round, though ‘be there and f8‘ doesn’t sound as good. You can write a story without being there, but you can’t take the pictures, though I suppose by now our ‘security’ services are tapping in to those millions of CCTV cameras without budging from their screens in Cheltenham or Fort Meade. It’s not something that makes me feel safe.

As I ran and my heart rate soared, the thought did occur to me ‘What would happen if I was to have another heart attack?’ Would I survive the wait for an ambulance followed by the possibly 25 minute journey through heavy traffic blue lights flashing to the now nearest A&E? I ran on slightly slower…

Some of those on the march were workers from Chase Farm Hospital

On the march I struggled to find images that would dramatise the protest and make it of interest to those outside the immediate circle of those taking part and personally affected by the story. It isn’t enough just to show what is happening, your pictures (and text) have to reflect on the what and why and to provoke a response from the audience.

It isn’t really a camera that you take pictures with, but your thoughts and feelings. Framing and composition is all about expressing those as strongly and directly as you can. The real sensitive material in photography isn’t the film or the sensor but your mind.

One woman was marching with the help of an oxygen cylinder

There are some events which are easy to photograph, with a great deal happening, and others, like this march, which take rather more work to produce something. It’s not the greatest set of pictures I’ve made, but by the time the march had taken me back past Enfield Town station I felt I’d as much as I could, and made my goodbyes and took the train home.

Reopen Chase Farm A&E

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It was certainly an event where I occasionally felt I was the odd man out, though there were not a million women on the Million Women Rise March, but it was a women-only event. Or at least almost so, as later as it went along Oxford St I did spot one very bearded young man among the marchers. But a the stewards did make it very clear to a small mixed group wanting to join the march in support of mothers in Syria that they were not welcome.

It’s an event I’ve photographed annually since it started a few years ago, and even supplied a few pictures in the past at the organiser’s request for use on their web site. Most of the women were pleased to have their pictures taken (and some fairly insistent that I do so), and generally my presence before the march started was welcome, though I was pounced on at one point by a woman (not someone I was photographing) who objected to me taking pictures.

If women feel they want to march in an all-women march it isn’t a problem so far as I’m concerned (not that my opinion matters, only that if it was I probably wouldn’t bother to cover the event.) But the slogan on their banner and placards is ‘Together We Can End Male Violence Against Women’ and I think it will take both men and women together to really tackle it (and for that matter other personal and domestic violence.)

Photographically the main problem was in lighting contrast; it was a bright clear day and there were areas of bright sun and others of deep shadow. Working in the shadows  wasn’t a problem, but in the sun things were a little harder, and I should have used fill flash on some of the images, but I think I was just feeling too lazy.  So there was quite a lot of post-processing needed to burn down sunlit areas and bring up shadows in some images. But at least with digital you can rescue these things, and work far better in situations with both sun and shade than was possible on film.

I left the march as it made its way along Oxford St to rush off to another event in the north of London.  More about it and many more pictures at Million Women Rise March.
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It was perhaps appropriately a rather grey day when lawyers came to Old Palace Yard opposite Parliament to show their outrage at the response by Justice Minister Chris Grayling to his Transforming Legal Aid consultation on criminal legal aid.  They describe it as ‘A shameful day in legal history’ and it was hard to pick a fault in their case, though it was perhaps naive to expect anything positive to emerge from any ‘consultation’.  Governments have never been strong on consultation, and for present ministers they are certainly just an opportunity for people to talk to deaf ears before they do exactly what they had previously decided.

They are almost completely discredited exercises by a government that prefers its own dogmatic and largely unthinking solutions. The only kind of logic behind its proposals appears to be that people who get brought to court are criminals and we shouldn’t waste much public money giving them a proper defence.

Lawyers as a whole are generally rather unexciting visually, and looking at the crowd as a whole it seemed a dark mass. There was something a little surreal seeing barristers and solicitors many in legal dress of black gown and horsehair wig holding up placards and shouting slogans in a political protest on what was their first every full day’s strike.

Legal dress is worn far less now in courts, and for some of those attending it was a fairly rare outing for their ridiculously expensive horse-hair.

Our legal system is ridiculously expensive, and in need of extensive reform to make better use of the time of everyone concerned. There are occasional abuses of legal aid, with some taking advantage of it who should not be and others who need it not being eligible. But while some reforms are needed, the government proposals seem simply to be about saving money at the expense of those on trial, making them far less likely to get justice.

Certainly the most impressive and powerful speech at the event came from a man who had been wrongfully convicted for an offence he did not convict. Better legal aid at his initial trail might have made the initial miscarriage of justice and the life sentence less likely, but it was legal aid that enabled Paddy Hill and the others of the Birmingham Six to eventually get justice. Had Grayling’s proposal already been in force they would still be in jail for a bombing they did not commit.

It was an electric and rabble-rousing call for revolution, if in the situation only theatrical. By contrast most of the other speeches seemed a little dull and pedestrian. Hill too was more interesting to photograph, with a strong face and a full range of expressions, while some of the lawyers were about as interesting as a blancmange. There were exceptions – including most if not all of the women who spoke, but by the end of the speeches (I think around two hours of them) I’d had enough.

The speakers were on a scaffolding platform, standing with their feet around head height with the main event banner in front of them. Some stood a little back and were too much obscured by the banner. Mostly for the speakers I was using the 70-300mm Nikon on the D800E. It’s a full-frame lens and I didn’t think to set the camera to use it in DX mode, so they are 32Mb files, much larger than I need. At ISO800 most a typical exposure was 1/400 f10, and I was working at focal lengths from around 100 to 300mm. The lens isn’t at its best above around 200mm and it would probably have been better to use it in DX mode for these tighter views.

A big problem when photographing speakers at events is the microphone. Different speakers use them in different ways, some staying very close, others standing back more – almost always better for the photographer.

At many events there is a crowd of photographers that make it hard to change position, particularly when celebrities are speaking. Here there were no real celebrities, and there was quite a lot of relatively empty space in front of the platform so I was able to move around and pick my angles. I live to work from one or other side, at least so the speaker’s mouth is not obscured (though that’s hard with the mike-huggers.) Here I was able to move closer or further away, with one of two images from quite a close position looking up as well as those with a long lens from a distance.

Changing position also varies the background, with some pictures against almost entirely empty sky, and others with parts of the Houses of Parliament visible – with different degrees of blur.

The came the march to the Ministry of Justice, via the Liberal Party HQ, where Paddy Hill led those going into the offices with their letters – and I’d taken up position to photograph him doing so, and a minute or so later photographed him inside after letting some of the others follow him.

When a small group went inside the Ministry of Justice led again by Hill carrying a scroll to present for the minister I was with them, and walked past the rather surprised-looking security guards to photograph the scroll being presented to an official. When I saw him rolling it after looking at it with its back towards me, I asked him if he could show it to us too, and he did. I think it made a better picture. I don’t really think it counts as setting it up.

As we turned away to leave the ministry, more protesters and photographers pushed in, and things got a little more interesting, though everyone eventually left after the security had requested us to do so.

Story and pictures: Outraged Lawyers Legal Aid Protest

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