Rev Billy Busted

Back at the end of July, I photographed the Rev Billy and his team, including those who responded to his call in London, rehearsing and then performing with his Golden Toads against climate killers inside the large branch of the HSBC bank at Victoria.


© 2013, Peter Marshall

Then he didn’t need the bust number on his arm, and the performance inside the bank went without problems.


© 2013, Peter Marshall


© 2013, Peter Marshall

The bank did make a call to the police, but by the time they arrived the Golden Toads and the other protesters were outside on the pavement and after a brief glance at them, the police went inside to talk to the bank staff, and took no further action. They did seem rather amused – like others who stopped to watch – by the performance.

But when the Rev Billy and his choir repeated the performance in the Chase bank in Manhattan, New York’s finest were less amused, and perhaps even slower off the mark. They only caught up with the team after they had left and were taking the subway, when the train was slow to arrive. The Rev Billy and Music Director Nehemiah were arrested and handcuffed, but the toads escaped, although police nabbed most of the toad heads. But you can read the story in the inimitable words of the Rev Billy Bulletin, here squashed a little to fit this blog:


Charged with Riot

Today’s voyage in a Climate Killing big bank – Chase  – was myriad in its results.  The singers in the toad-heads   (most of which were eventually stolen by the poiice ) were an inspiration.  Our run into the bank through the downpour was dramatic, and our arrival in the bank was a confrontation with rich people,  mostly thin blonde women and bald men, seeemed like.  The Music Director Nehemiah ran through the song in the deli across the street and our toad-singers filled the bank with “Climate-Changers we surround you. Your the Ghost and we have found you.”

The singing toads were brave, hopping and swimming all the way to the end of the rows of Chase desks, where bankers talk to the upper Manhattan rich about their portfolios.  We preached and sang and left the premises before the cops even arrived, knowing at that point we needed to escape.  We were arrested down in the subway, in the hot wind of the finally arriving downtown F train.  Nehemiah and I were cuffed, while 8 others got away.  We stood there by the turnstiles in our handcuffs.  The older Giuliani cop goaded us with comments like “Do you think this is funny?” — YES! Climate Change is hilarious, truth is we were laughing a lot- there were just so many cops.  We were taken to jail, charged with Disorderly Conduct and Riot.  Riot?  We sat in the prison cell through the afternoon, waiting to go to the Tombs.

Nehemiah and I were so surprised we started laughing again when the police unlocked the door and told us we were free to go.  Did the cops want us to go?  There is always this discretion… you sense it.  Who decides if we stay for days and days?  But there was a visceral identification that the police had with us.  Everyone in the precinct house wanted an explanation of our action.  When we said that Chase was financing climate disruption  –  the cops agreed!   The thing is… we believe that employees inside the big banks also know this.  Most Americans know that the biosphere is dying by human violence, whether chemicals, bulldozer blades or outright population growth.  We are all behind this great structure that we cannot surmount.  This corporate wall.  But we know that the Earth crisis is a kind of cry.   The Earth cries out to us, or THROUGH us.

We are the Earth’s cry as we shout in the banks that finance all that death.  So while I was in jail I tried to think of myself as a jailed Earth being, an Earth expression stopped in a box with bars.  Then suddenly Nehemiah and I were free, and it seemed  like even the cops around us knew that shouting inside a bank about it’s climate-killing investments is a good thing.


photo: Erik Mcgregor

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Julio Etchart’s Chile

Julio Etchart was born in Uruguay but settled in England and studied documentary photography in Newport where David Hurn had arrived in 1973 to found a course that became renowned around the world. It was a course based around working hard on photographic projects and the intensive criticism of students work, an approach that has produced many fine documentary photographers.  In 1973 it was a breath of reality into photographic education, at least in the UK, and has since provided a model for many courses elsewhere.

Etchart spent time in the 1980s documenting life under the  Pinochet regime and the opposition to his regime, both in Chile and in the UK, for the international press, and in 1988 Amnesty International commissioned a show of his work for their campaign on human rights violations in Chile.

You can see some of Etchart’s work from Chile on his web site (along with other photography) and for the next few days an updated version of the 1988 exhibition is showing at the Amnesty International UK Human Rights Action Centre, 17-25 New Inn Yard, London, EC2A 3EA (weekdays 9-5 until 20 Sept 2013.)  It is a powerful record of the opposition by the people – particularly women – to the repressive regime.

The show is timed to mark the 40th anniversary of Chile’s 9/11, when on 11th September 1972 a US-backed military junta overthrew and killed the democratically elected socialist President Salvador Allende. One of its leaders was Augusto Pinochet, who later became President, stepping down in 1990. More than 40,000 people were arrested during the coup and held in the National Stadium, and many were tortured and killed. Others disappeared without trace. Wikipedia reports “1,200–3,200 people were killed, up to 80,000 were interned, and up to 30,000 were tortured by his government including women and children.” Human rights abuses including deaths and disappearances continued throughout his Presidency, and at his death “about 300 criminal charges were still pending against him in Chile for numerous human rights violations, tax evasion, and embezzlement“.

Among the other interesting sets of work on his web site is one inspired by George Orwell’s Burmese Days, produced for the 75th anniversary of its publication. Based on Orwell’s own experiences as a police officer in the Indian Imperial Police force, the book is, in Etchart’s words “one of the greatest denunciations of imperialism ever written, and a powerful critique of the colonial mindset that underpinned the system.” The photographs are best seen in the full preview of Etchart’s book Katha: In the footsteps of George Orwell in Burma (change to full page view to see it best) on Blurb. There is also a YouTube video with a spoken commentary, but to me this lacks the urgency of Etchart’s pictures and voice.

Last month I mentioned some of Etchart’s more recent work in Street Isn’t Documentary.

Getty Grants

I’m not a fan of Getty Images, but their grants certainly do support some great photography, as you can see from the winners of the 2013 grants for editorial photography.  Some of the five winners are very familiar names – Eugene Richands, for many years a member of Magnum (he joined Magnum in 1978 and left twice, in 1994 and 2006), of VII from 2006-8 and Getty’s own Reportage from 2010-12.  and Tomas van Houtryve of VII. I wrote here a while ago about his book Laos: Open Secret, published on Blurb, and earlier about his use of Flattr – and earlier still about his photography on another site.

Samuel James, whose earlier project Lagos, Area Boys won the  2010 Alexandra Boulat Award for Photojournalism  also has a VII connection -as part of that award the project as sydicated by them. More recently he was featured on the Lens blog and picked as one of BJP’s 20 photographers to watch in 2013.

Matt Eich has also previously won many awards and grants from the the Aaron Siskind Foundation, The National Press Photographer’s Association, ShootQ/Pictage, The Alexia Foundation, and National Geographic Magazine. He was one of the photographers in PDN‘s ‘Top Thirty‘ for 2010.

The  relative newcomer is Marco Gualazzini, and Italian who started work as a photographer for his local daily paper in 2004.  2013 has been a good year for him as he gained First Prize at the Premio Internazionale Marco Luchetta in 2013 and a Silver Medal at PX3 Prix De La Photographie De Paris  before receiving this grant for his project M23- Kivu: a region under siege.

 

The Queen Vs Trenton Oldfield

I first came across Trenton Oldfield on the web, where I read in 2008 about the ‘This is Not A Gateway‘ (TINAG) festival he had inaugurated together with his partner Deepa Naik. The first was held in Dalston and included over 40 events related to the urban environment including contributions from several photographers and film makers I’d met. The following year it moved to Spitalfields and I was one of the many who presented work at Hanbury St, presenting together with Paul Baldesare work from our then current show Taken in London and taking part in the discussions.

I’ve long had an interest in urban affairs, dating back to before I was a photographer in the 1960s, and this is reflected in some aspects of my work which you can see particularly on the ‘Urban Landscapes‘ web site and also in some of my self-published books. The first of these, written when I was aksed to contribute to a now defunct web site in 2005 but only published as a book after I’d exhibited it at the London International Documentary Festival in 2010 is the only of my books to date to have a little fictional story, setting out a series of pictures from my walks around north-east London in 1989 as having been taken in my wanderings with the legendary (and entirely fictional) author, Upton Trent. When I met Trenton a few years after writing this, his name immediately made me think of this work.

But most people will know Trenton as the man whose protest against the elitist nature of British society brought the annual rowing race between crews representing our most privileged universities to a halt. Our judicial system threw the book at him, not only giving him six months in jail, but making him pay for the privilege of being tried and found guilty, doubtless a process carried out with the involvement of many who had enjoyed a privileged education at Oxford or Cambridge.

Many – even some who thought his action wrong-headed and his ideas crazy – felt that his punishment was unduly harsh for a peaceful direct action, and there was more astonished indignation when it was learnt that Teresea May wants to deport him. As Rupert Myers commented in The Independent,  ‘the UK government is risking a cause celebre with a 21-century deportation‘. In Tories bring back Penal Transportation? here on >Re:PHOTO I wrote about the case, asking people to sign the petitions to stop the deportation on This Is Not a Gateway, and another at Change.org. If you haven’t yet done so, please consider signing them now.

But there is something more you can do. I’ve just got a copy of The Queen Vs Trenton Oldfield: A Prison Diary, published by the Myrdle Court Press (MCP) which he and his partner founded to advance the ideas of emerging urbanists and which has brought out three volumes of ‘Critical Cities‘. The book is more than the title suggests, and as it says on the site, “challenges many preconceived ideas held about prisoners and prisons. It offers an insightful critique of the prison industrial complex at the the outset of the privatisation of prisons in Britain. Importantly, it also considers the criminalisation of dissent and reductions in civil liberties.” It is available at bookshops for £12.99 or you can buy it direct online, (£2 postage to Europe including the UK and £3 worldwide) and there are some reviews on the MCP web site.

All the proceeds from the sale of the book go towards the payment of the court costs of £750, awarded against him in an unusual decision by Judge Anne Molyneux at Isleworth Crown Court. I’ve yet to finish the book, but it does seem a very interesting read for all those concerned with civil liberties and our prison system. I’m thinking of getting a second copy to give as a Christmas present too.

Vanity Press

Part 5 of S D Coleman’s There Will Be Ink is now available (I wrote about the earlier posts in Books To Go? a few days ago) and throws some interesting light on the current state of photographic publishing and on self-publishing.

Coleman talks about the well-known names in photographic publishing, and the fact that they will only consider publishing a photographic book if it can be guaranteed a sale of a thousand copies or more – or if the photographer will stump up “between $30-50K. Which makes them glorified vanity presses.

While I’m sure that imprints like Aperture will exercise at least some kind of basic quality control over what they publish, this does seem to me to explain some of the less enthralling titles that have emerged in recent years. Back in the past there were some rather odd publications that made their way into print, but either these had some kind of celebrity link or I put them down to a particular obsession by an editor, and possibly one with little connection to photography.

Obsession isn’t necessarily a bad thing, and can lead to very worthwhile publications – Robert Frank’s ‘The Americans‘ comes to mind, but more often the results can be disastrous, or even embarrassing.

The publishing business is now largely run by the accountants, who have little interest in a book’s content but only whether it will generate the beans. And they don’t care if that comes from Joe Public actually buying the title or from Jack Photographer putting it in their pockets up front.

But although it might be nice to have your book published by a well-known name in the business, photographers will surely increasingly ask – as Coleman says – if it is worth paying ten times over the odds to have someone else publish your book when you could do it yourself through print on demand. Is it worth paying tens of thousands of dollars extra just to have a well-known publisher’s name on your work? And how long will those names remain valuable if they keep on publishing for hire?

He is perhaps just a little optimistic when he suggests that print on demand can produce comparable quality – it certainly cannot yet match the best that modern high-end printing can provide though it can already match the run of the mill.

What Coleman has to say about e-books is perhaps largely stating the obvious, but it’s something many in the photographic world are still blind to. And it isn’t just theory but he intends to put some of it into practice by bringing out much of his own work in e-book or other digital formats. As he says, others are already doing so. Like me he intends to make some of the work available only in digital formats, while others will have the option of print as well.

I rather like his idea that a publisher should bring out e-book versions of some of the classics of photography, selling at reasonable e-book prices. Like him I’d happily buy copies, at least of those titles I don’t already have on my shelves.

 

MI6 Lies


MI6 HQ at Vauxhall, 2007

Many years ago, my wife had to sign the Official Secrets Act, a curious practice that has no legal effect, since as it is a law we are all bound by its provisions.  But by now it is common knowledge that the building curiously designed by Terry Farrell (it always makes me think of Lego) on the banks of the Thames at Vauxhall Cross is the HQ of MI5, and as such has starred in several films and numerous photographs. But it still worries me a little when I take photographs of it, and carrying a camera and taking pictures around it can still arouse the interest of police and security, and on one previous occasion I’ve found myself being fairly obviously followed around while doing so, and another time told by police not to photograph near the entrance.

But now in some respects things about MI5 are more in the open, and police saw no problems when the Save Shaker Aamer campaign decided to hold a protest outside the building after it emerged that one possible reason that the US authorities have yet to release him from Guantanamo was that MI5 had been feeding them lies about him. Aamer, a London resident whose family live a mile or two away from the MI5 building,  was cleared for release long ago when George Bush was president, and again under Obama, but is still held there, still being routinely beaten by guards, and currently on hunger strike with violent force-feeding. Kept there because of the evidence he would give of torture by the US authorities and of the part MI5 played in this.

I arrived as the participants were getting into their orange jumpsuits in a railway arch opposite MI5, and was asked what I would like them to do.  This isn’t usually the way I work, but I have to confess I did suggest to them it would be a shame not to make use of the footbridge we were more or less next to, but after that I left it up to them. I’m not in the business of art-directing.

I’ll be very glad when the US finally closes Guantanamo, though I don’t think it can ever recover from the shame of this blot on human rights. But at least it can bring the injustice to an end. But I’ll be particularly glad as a photographer not to have to deal with the problems of those bright fluorescent orange jump suits, which overexpose and lose detail. I’ve tried various ways to deal with them, including using special ‘untwisted’ or ‘invariant’ profiles in Lightroom, but they are still difficult.  For this event, processing the images in a rush, I mainly relied on burning in the orange (the colour shifts to yellow with over-exposure and gets redder when underexposed), sometimes with a small reduction in vibrance or saturation, feeling that the unnatural brightness might help to make the figures stand out.

For many of the pictures I wanted to use flash to bring out the foreground figures, which in some pictures were in shadow, and this caused some problems with the laminated placards., which can reflect light strongly back towards the camera. They can do this with available light also, and occasionally I have to ask people to angle them a little differently, but the effect is harder to spot when using flash, except by checking on the camera back.  Uneven lamination is also a problem. giving small rise to hotspots which are tricky to tone down in Lightroom.

These were pictures of both the protesters and of the building outside which they were protesting. For this reason, mostly the pictures were taken either from the opposite side of the road or in the fairly wide central reservation, where the 16mm still let me include much of the building, if with quite a large tilt.  I wanted to correct the verticals for some images, but hadn’t always managed to get a wide enough view to do so without cropping essential elements.

Where some direction could have produced stronger images is when the protesters formed a line to walk across to the MI5 entrance. I can imagine in a film an event such as this looking much more dramatic, but in real life people don’t keep in line, they hang back, look every direction except towards the camera (except when you want them to look away) and so on. But the clichés of cinema are the clichés of cinema and I’ve no real wish to perpetuate them; reality is more messy but more interesting.

Outside the gates – where the letter (note to protesters – please write the name and address on letters in big bold letters!) was predictably refused on security grounds – was a good opportunity to work with the 10.5mm (and later Fisheye-Hemi.)  Just as the protest finished another photographer arrived, having almost missed the event and began immediately to start arranging protesters for his pictures. It was a good time to leave.

Stop MI6 Lies About Shaker Aamer

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Cleaning John Lewis

On the John Lewis web site it proudly states: ” Our founder’s vision of a successful business powered by its people and its principles defines our unique company today. The profits and benefits created by our success are shared by all our Partners.” What it fails to say is that they are not shared by all who work in their stores and pay a vital role in the running of the organisation. The cleaners are not partners, not employed by John Lewis. They get poverty wages – £6.72 per hour, over 20% less than the London Living Wage determined each year by the Greater London Authority and promoted by London Mayor Boris Johnson, backed by David Cameron. They also have much poorer working conditions, and don’t get the pension, holiday and sick pay provisions enjoyed by other workers (“partners”) in John Lewis, as well of course at missing out on the large bonuses enjoyed by the partners from the group’s profits.

John Lewis is a good place to work, unless you are a cleaner. For cleaners in John Lewis Westfield it is the same as working for other greedy employers – they are overworked, underpaid, have unsocial hours, lousy and often unsafe work environment, with management that often treats them “like the dirt they clean” while making fat profits from the contractors. They are not employed by John Lewis but by ICM, part of the Compass Group, who recently announced pre-tax profits for the year of £575 million.

The cleaners’ union IWGB has been calling for a living wage for cleaners and in particular for all who work in John Lewis to be considered as partners in its success for some time, with a series of high-profile protests at its Oxford St store last summer. Their campaign has attracted some support from those they work with in the stores, and last year one of the partners in the store overlooking the Olympic site in Stratford’s huge Westfield shopping centre gave an interview to The Guardian expressing his support. Various interviews and disciplinary procedures later and he was out of a job (an appeal against the decision is pending.)

The cleaners decided to take their protest to Westfield both as it is one of John Lewis’s highest profile stores, but also as a gesture of solidarity towards the sacked partner who came with them and spoke briefly during the protest. I received an invitation to attend and report on the event though I had no detailed information on the protest, which was unannounced, in advance, just a time and place to meet. When I got there on time there was no sign of the others, but I made a phone call to check and was assured it was going ahead, and a few minutes later people started to gather.

We’d met a short distance from Westfield, which, like other large shopping centres, is a private estate with its own security team and one that does not encourage photography. If I walked though its fairly crowded streets openly taking pictures I would expect to be quickly spotted on the many CCTV cameras, accosted and asked to stop and probably escorted out of the area – as I know has happened to some photographers. So while we walked through to John Lewis at the far end of the mall I was being very discrete in taking pictures of a group who were also trying to be unobtrusive! Unsurprisingly the pictures weren’t much.


Bright windows, dim interior – but Lightroom came to my rescue

Inside John Lewis we kept a low profile as the group – I think by this time around 40 people – made its way to the eating area on the top floor where they sat at tables and brought out their placards, union flags, banners, plastic horns, whistles and megaphones from their bags and got ready to make their surprise protest. I could start photographing more openly, but the light was very difficult, bright near the large windows, but very dim in areas away from them, and the contrast too high to handle.

Once the protesters marched out into the brightly lit store area and began their noisy protest things became much easier. I didn’t need to be discreet, and the light levels made work easier. I needed a reasonably fast shutter speed because there was a lot of movement, and at ISO3200 was able to work at around 1/125 or 1/200th with the 16-35mm f4 lens at around f5.6. At 16mm there was enough depth of field.

The protesters made a short protest on each of three levels of the store. The staff and customers generally just stood and watched (a few of both applauded) and some of the managers told them to leave, but I saw little real argument and the whole atmosphere was really rather civilised – as you might expect from John Lewis. There was absolutely no interference with me taking pictures inside the store, no request made to me to stop, though I did as much as possible keep close to the protesters.

As often with artificial lighting, colour temperature was a problem. Working with raw images, I generally let Nikon’s auto white balance have its way and then correct in Lightroom. Using the eye dropper on a presumed neutral area is usually a good start point, though it isn’t always easy to find a true neutral. Assuming that you can, the result isn’t quite what I want, as it looks too cold. Interior lighting generally looks right a little warmer than neutral, almost whatever it was actually like, and flesh tones in particular can look almost ghoulish without a little warmth.

Much artificial lighting also departs rather from a smoothly continuous spectrum which can also cause problems. Back in the old, old days photographers had to juggle with colour correction filters when using transparency film, but fortunately we can do all that now in post production.

It’s a relatively simple job if you are shooting in a single area all lit by the exactly the same type of illumination – balance one image and synchronise the whole set. But inside John Lewis the protesters were moving around, on the shop floor, on the escalators and the balance changed, giving me a little more work. As you’ll see I haven’t always ended up with the same result on different images, even those taken in the same place.

Some of the images I put on the web are smaller versions of those that go into an agency within a few hours of taking the pictures, and they are certainly not perfect. So far I’ve refused to wire direct from location so I can correct and edit the images better because I want. For those stories which are covered by other photographers who get their images in hours before me this is obviously commercial suicide, but much of what I cover is unlikely to be picked up by the mass media, more likely to be used by magazines and books in months to come rather than on tomorrows front (or even inside) page.  Coming back home to look at the images on a reasonably large (24″)  high quality screen, I import the images into Lightroom (with renaming and a development preset) and then look briefly at every image, making an initial selection tagging the better images with 2 stars. I then go through the’ 2 star’ images, looking for the strongest images but also trying to select a set that tell the story – and I mark these with a colour tag.  The hardest part can come next, when I look at just the colour tagged images, and often find there are simply too many. Deciding which to choose can be tough.

Once I’ve made that choice (or if there were fairly few to start with) I then go to Lightroom’s Develop module and quickly work its magic on them. Then its back to the Library module to add keywords and captions before uploading them with the story.

For the web pages – such as Cleaners in John Lewis Westfield, I go back to the ‘2 star’ images and try to eliminate near duplicates and any weaker images (which all get put down to 1 star), and then develop the those which were not developed earlier. Usually I can take a little more time over the corrections and the results are usually better, but often different.

It’s even possible in Lightroom to make some corrections for mixed lighting, using the Adjustment Brush to paint areas of the image to alter the colour temperature and tint. So much is possible now that you could well spend all your time working in Lightroom (or Photoshop) and never have time to take another picture!

There was a slightly longer protest close to the entrance on the ground floor, with several short speeches, before the protesters, having made their point, moved into the mall outside. It had seemed a long protest, but the EXIF data shows it to have been only 15 minutes.

Waiting for them were the Westfield security manager and guards, who did try a little pushing people around, but were soon told to stop. One of them said to me “I think you’ve taken enough photographs” and held his had over my lens. I took a picture as I moved back and continued to photograph. After all, I hadn’t actually been told to stop, and it was purely my decision whether I had taken enough! The group was slowly and in its own time making its way out, stopping for a short protest outside another door of John Lewis, and then walking around the corner for some group photographs in front of one of the side windows of the store before dispersing after what felt like a very successful protest.

After it was all over we heard the siren as the police finally arrived. Sensibly they talked to both security and to the union’s general secretary and then stood back and did nothing. Protesters and security guards were by now chatting amicably – they too are low paid workers with often poor conditions. I walked away and through the large empty Stratford International station (at which no international trains stop) to the rather smaller DLR to start my journey home.

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Zero Hour at Sports Direct

When I first heard about them, I found it hard to believe that ‘Zero Hours‘ contracts were legal. They seem to go against the very essence of what a contract of employment should be.  How can it be employment if no hours are stated? And it is surely unfair to ask anyone to make themselves always available for work – and so unavailable for any other work – without suitable recompense.


Working along the line of protesters

Essentially they seem a legal fraud which allows employers not to offer a proper contract to workers, a loophole that I hope our next responsible government will fix (I’m beyond hoping much from the current coalition, tired of reading articles about their policies that have to be prefixed with the comment “this is not satire” because the reality is so ridiculous – and constantly having to think “You just couldn’t make it up“.)

It wasn’t an easy location to work at. The pavement on this part of Oxford St is fairly narrow, and there was a bus shelter at this point making it narrower still. The police were intent on allowing shoppers to pass by, and into Sports Direct who the protest was aimed at. They kept most of the protesters in a single line along the front of the shop and tried hard to keep an opening into the shop front (though it was easier to enter by the main Plaza entrance and the side door, neither of which the protesters wanted to be on. And they tried to keep photographers and others from blocking the pavement, making it difficult to work. Protesters can and did take very little notice of the police,  moving a few inches when requested and moving back as the officers moved away, but as a journalist I have to be a little more cooperative.


Police ask protesters to move the banner across the entrance

So rather more of the pictures than usual were taken, like the one above looking along the line of protesters, along with some from the opposite edge of the pavement, and from under the bus shelter,  and rather fewer from the kind of distance I would prefer to work at directly in front of the protest.  Of course I did move and take pictures, but it isn’t the same as being able to stand in position and watch things developing.

There didn’t seem to be a great deal to photograph, and after around three quarters of an hour I was beginning to get bored. I might have drifted away to one of the nearby pubs (a couple of ones I like within a five minute walk) or gone to a nearby park to eat my sandwiches as it was lunchtime, but fortunately one of the organisers who knows me had told me that things might get more interesting to photograph around then.


It looked like it was time to occupy Sports Direct

So I was ready and waiting when the protesters surged inside the shop, and went with them, keeping just behind the leading three or four. I knew that they would not be wanting to cause any damage and didn’t expect any real trouble. Sports Direct security personnel were standing beside the escalators leading down into the main shop area in the basement and as expected they stood to block the protesters, who argued with them but didn’t attempt to push them aside.

It was very crowded inside the shop, but I was able to step a little outside into the Plaza entrance to get a little distance – though this is taken with the wide-angle zoom at 16mm. Going back in with the protesters things were a little more crowded.

Movement was a little limited by the crush of protesters and the shop displays, but I was able to move around a little, and get into a good position to photograph the police officer coming in to talk to one of the protesters – the man holding the large megaphone.

I took a more tightly framed image of the conversation with the 16-35mm at around 24mm, then zoomed out and moved back just few centimetres to get the leaflet in the foreground of the conversation to tell what the protest was about.  After the police had conveyed the request to the protesters that they should leave, they did so. The occupation only lasted a little over 5 minutes, but in that time I took as many pictures as in the rest of the hour of protest. And of course it was these pictures that made the story.

More about the protest and more pictures at End Zero Hours Contracts – Sports Direct.

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Al Quds 2013

This year’s Al Quds Day March march in London was a surprisingly quiet affair. There did seem to be rather fewer taking part than in some previous years, and the chanting of pro-Palestinian slogans, while still enthusiastic did seem a little more subdued than before, but this wasn’t the real difference that I felt, the whole atmosphere seemed less fraught.

In some previous years the march has aroused considerable opposition on-line among various groups across the political spectrum, from the Iranian left  and democrats through Iranian royalists and Zionists to extreme right fringe groups all lining up to state their opposition on the web, as well as on the street. This year it seems to have taken place virtually without anyone noticing.

Perhaps the message that the Palestinians are really suffering and need our support is finally getting across, even to the most dedicated of their opponents, though I rather doubt it, though I think public opinion has shifted a little in their direction, despite the recently revealed evidence of efforts by those in charge of  BBC Middle East news to bias coverage against them.

The event has also suffered in the past from some over-zealous stewarding, with photographers at times being denies access to the march, or told they must not photograph the women. I’m pleased to say that I saw no sign of anything like this this year. The even ran smoothly and I had no problems covering it.


The London march is news in Baghdad but not for the BBC

The event started close to the BBC, because of the bias they show against the Palestinian cause, and the failure to report properly on the Israeli occupation of the West Bank and Gaza and the ongoing siege there.  The BBC doesn’t generally consider protests to be newsworthy, and despite it taking place on their doorstep didn’t have anyone present to report, though there were a number of foreign news channels present.


BBC Broadcasting house seen between the placards as the march goes down Regent St

The march was led by clerics, including a rabbi from the anti-Zionist Neturei Karta Jews, who walk down from Stoke Newington to take part in pro-Palestinian protests. although in the picture above all you can see is his black at at extreme left.

You can see Broadcasting House rather better in some of the other pictures, such as this showing a crowd of women with placards in the middle of the march, but I’d perhaps missed the chance of some better views with it by standing on the steps of  All Souls Church – at the right of this picture – to photograph the march from an elevated viewpoint.  Hard to be in two places at once, but perhaps I made the wrong choice.

I photographed the Neturei Karta when I arrived where the march was assembling, but their faces are so interesting it’s just too easy to forget to include the placards which carry their message. In the image above their opposition to the Zionist state is shown graphically. I also wanted to include the Palestinian flag he and another of his colleagues is holding. The left edge of the frame was fixed by the pointing finger, but the image might benefit from cropping off the area to the right of his hat (particularly that yellow patch, but perhaps all of the lighter wall) and a little from the bottom – those hands are surely a distraction.

or perhaps even more radically, departing from the 3:2 aspect ratio:

Or maybe I should just have thought more carefully about framing when I took the picture! Though seeing the three versions together I think I prefer it as taken. You can try too hard to make things neat, and I often do. A little chaos sometimes helps.

Finally, here are some of those placards.

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John G Morris

I’ve not always been the greatest fan of photography’s oldest magazine, the British Journal of Photography, though I was a subscriber for over 20 years, but there are often things it does very well. One of them is a feature by Dimitri Beck, editor in chief of Polka magazine, (whose Paris gallery and offices I visited last November for a show by Daido Moryami), an interview with deservedly the best-known photographic editor of the last century,  John G Morris.

Now 96, Morris is still working with photographers, but the occasion for the article is the showing for the first time of the photographs he made himself in Normandy in 1944, a month after the Normandy landings, when, keen to see things for himself, rather than staying at the Life Magazine London offices, he invented the job of ‘pool editor for Western Front’ and went out daily with the Life photographers for 4 weeks, taking his Rolleiflex with him and shooting a dozen rolls of film.

The pictures, being shown until Sept 15 at Visa pour l’Image in Perpignan, certainly evoke the era and place from the few examples I’ve seen and show he was proficient as a photographer, but rather pale beside the iconic images from others that he edited.

If you are not familiar with the story of Morris, the film Eleven Frames, directed by Douglas Sloan gives some idea of his work and has Morris himself telling the story of Capa’s D-Day pictures. You can also see a video interview made earlier this year with him by Alessia Glaviano on Vogue Italy.

Morris’s autobiography,  Get the Picture: a Personal History of Photojournalism was first published in 1998, came out as a paperback in 2002 and has since appeared in various languages and is still available.