
Oh the irony. The House of Knowledge at 107 Crawford Street, London, W1H 2JA, boarded up and lost to the world.
What did it know? Why did it go? Was there no one who would take advantage of what it had to offer?

Oh the irony. The House of Knowledge at 107 Crawford Street, London, W1H 2JA, boarded up and lost to the world.
What did it know? Why did it go? Was there no one who would take advantage of what it had to offer?









I put this gallery on my site at photographworks.com and now here where I had the privilege to photograph the Awards ceremony for Off The West End nominees and winners held at Central Hall, Westminster.
I shot about a hundred frames, most with people standing alone and some with couples and groups. it was speed, speed, speed and still some people didn’t get a chance to be photographed before the management shut down the room because of health and safety, so many were crowding in. For me it was a great experience making contact with people and establishing a mood immediately. Buzzing, rather than exhausted at the end of it.

The British Museum houses a collection of moving objects that are constantly being replenished.
Each time you visit you will likely see a completely different set, including constellations of two or more objects relating as a unit, in a ballet of invisible connectivity.

These women are protesting the deaths of protestors in Iran.
The irony is that they are standing next to the monument to Edith Cavell, an English nurse who was arrested, tried and executed in 1915.
Cavell was convicted of aiding wounded British and French soldiers to get over the border from Belgium into the Netherlands, which was neutral in the First World War.
Before her execution Cavell wrote:
I am thankful to have had these ten weeks of quiet to get ready. Now I have had them and have been kindly treated here. I expected my sentence and I believe it was just. Standing as I do in view of God and Eternity, I realise that patriotism is not enough, I must have no hatred or bitterness towards anyone.