1975 Cine Film

I found this packet addressed to my Granddad‘s house in Hough Green, Widnes in the loft at my Mum and Dad’s, it contained a 16mm cine film. It did not look like it had ever been viewed, it is the perfect time capsule.  I’m not sure who is filming, I guess it is him but at one point he disappears into the dark of the evening light on his motorbike, which I think is fitting  like a memory. These images only hold reference to key points in a relationship. Sadly my Grandma is not on the film. I don’t think she will have been filming it either. It’s also great to see my dad with a great flock of hair, he reminds me of Willie the Scottish caretaker out the Simpsons.

Anyway enough of me guiding your views. make your own ideas about it.


Alan in Sicily Day#2



Still sat under the same tree strangely it’s called a word press tree 😉

Settled in well yesterday even if i had phone my data roaming on for a bit 😦

Chatted lots with Allie she is an artist from chicago she cool although my dull sit Widnesian tones confuse sometimes.

Actually sat in the sun yesterday which was novel for me. I ve got a watch now so i must get a tan.

Recreated a clash song today ‘i got lost in supermarket’ even Allie said it was bigger than anything she had seen in the states. Then the fun began. I got to the till with the apples i had bought. I didn’t realise you had put your own code on from a register. So pulling that dum english face we have all pulled due to losing it in translation the kind lady swiftly behind me in the que whisked my apples off to bar code them for me. Scusi 🙂

We went to the village restaurant last night. It was great even if the manager of the gaff did come over and shake my hand. He tried to get me to pay for all the bill 🙂

Found this for my dad. Peroni beer


True Grit of a Northern Town in Decline

For those of you who know me. I have rather a distinct accent. Some envy, some mock but if nothing else I’m a proud Northerner. Now Widnes is a tough town. We have 3 Victoria Cross medal winners for a start. We once split the atom. Made nose cones for the N.a.s.a apollo shuttle and won the Rugby League World Club Challenge all against the odds. So for those of you that know me I like my prints dark and heavy in the style of Don McCullin.

Don McCullin, Somerset 2000 (above)

Taken on my 120 Bronica. This is my True Grit of a Northern Town in Decline, soon to be home to Europe‘s 3rd biggest Tesco!

Below is my work (sadly i cant get rid of the Don McCullin image above out of the slide show. All other images are mine.)

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A photo tweet a day: Nadav Kander

Bridge over troubled water ... Chongqing XI, 2007, Nadav Kander Yangtze - The Long River.

I wont lie anyone who knows me knows why i picked this image. Its the same structure design as the Runcorn Bridge in widnes where im from.

Kander‘s work documents the length of the Yangtze in china or the long River as it also know by locals. it is a phenomenal commitment to create a body of work of 4000miles. the dark side to the images is that it shows what a state the land of the rising sun is on. His work looks photoshopped with a yellow hue cast on most of the image sadly this is what id see the effects of pollution are. A selection of his body of work can be seen here



All Saints Upton Primary School Book

I have been approached by the head of All Saints Upton Primary School in Widnes Cheshire Janette Forest to compile a book of the school before it closes and the children move to a new school. To coincide with this there will also be an open night for past teachers and pupils. I helped construct a invite for to the specification of Janette. I found this a little restrictive because i had no creative control of the invite

Ive got a few ideas for the book but im really going to work on the fly with it and see what happens

The idea with the book was to get into the school and capture a day. Showing the pupils in classrooms and capturing anything of relevance to my own eye from my time there. The photographs would culminate with me taking pictures in the open night, well that was the plan?  I thought it would be important to give the book relevance in the same way Robert Frank did with the Americans. He had his foreword written by Jack Kerouac. so I got a foreword from Janette Forest the head teacher:

When I heard that Halton’s Primary Capital Project bid had been accepted and we were to have a brand new building, I was delighted. Since Upton County Infant School and All Saints Junior Schools had amalgamated in 1997, we had operated in two buildings, both in need of modernization and failing to meet the demands of education in the 21st Century.

Children, staff, governors and partner agencies worked with the architects to design our new school and we we’re all excited when the building works began in January. At the time it seemed that completion was a long way ahead, but here we are with only a few weeks left in our “old” school.

It was lovely to see so many of our ex staff, friends and pupils, many of whom I hadn’t met before, at our “last look round”; and it was interesting hearing all their stories.

I expect I shall shed a tear when the doors close on our old buildings for the last time, as I too have many happy memories, but I look forward  with enthusiasm  and feel privileged to share in the next chapter in the life of All Saints Upton.

Not be out done i wrote a poem to my time in the school and the fact in perfect juxtaposition i was coming back to photograph inside the last days of the school:

October 1987,

A storm rolls in,

To the still fresh-faced bricks and mortar.

Twisted and confused,

Spat out from an enforced lack of interest,

Apparent stability and the warm current cools the wind.

The kind you would see,

Gently blow tumbleweed along a dusty road,

The occasional bump of turbulence influencing it’s direction.

Many years on,

The wind has now dropped,

And returns like an Indian Summer,

Yet the winding road draws to a close,

Soon to be gone like some of it’s characters,

Who in the prevailing breeze of change won’t be forgotten?

Alan Whitfield

I never went to the infant school so I did not plan in capturing i’m ages in there. I just wanted to concentrate on the idea of the juniors full and empty and as stated above. I was told I had to do in the infants, as due to school politics it would have started world war three had I left them out. I captured the young people at assembly in both school and got the all to stand up. I was given the greatest introduction maybe ever delivered in that hall. My old teacher told this to the children. She explained that when I was in the school I wasn’t the best behaved but I never gave up and know I’m in university. I was thinking to myself  “you best stop I’ve got to speak in a minute”.  I took two pictures in each one of the children waving and one of them hands at their side and the same with the infants.

So there we where the evening upon us! My crowning moment…

Crash it shattered it was going to be in both schools how was I going to get my group shot. I really was torn that my plans where falling before me. To add to this there was lot of under 18 ex pupils at the night. That yes you guest it I didn’t have consent forms for. I just had to bite the built and work for each shot rather than just going round capturing the event.

On entering what was the infant building there was tables out with photos on creating somewhat of a honey trap for people. As the night progressed this is where everyone gathered. So after capturing people looking through the old photos reminiscing. I got the group shot of all the old teachers and dinner ladies. The only down side of the image was the bag in the bottom left corner that had to be removed.

Having captured all the space full I knew I would need to return to the class rooms to fulfill my brief and empty spaces. Showing places where humans had been. I got some really interesting shoots of the empty chairs in class rooms this could be used in my exhibition. The light in the hall was also perfect for the sad feel I wanted people to envisage while viewing. However you will have to buy the book to see them.Heres a selection of the other images.

I wanted to try out blurb for my book as I had heard good reports on the products. There website was really easy use and not complicated. The only problem I had to cut 90 images down to fit into 35 pages. i wanted all the image to be  7×5 on the crop so they would be uniformed in presentation. Also there are a few images i shot in portrait which wasn’t in keeping. Thats why the picture of the tree is on the outside on the dust cover. I got all of the images printed then laid them out and whittled them down that way. I find you get a better flow of what i was trying to create.

The first book i looked at was Robert Frank The Americans. Possibly the most famous photography book in the world. So good ideas for layout. the fact that after the first few pages there is no text was something i wanted in my book let the pictures doe the talking. Other than the change of events from the open night

The Keith Arnet book was a big influence on the way i want my front cover to look. on thing i have learnt is im not a graphic designer so don’t try to be one. I put all my thought into getting my typography right

The layout of the Peter Ludlow book. The last Day of concord was a better way for me to get in the only portrait picture of a tree that i had. Also i could put the comments from the former pupil next to it. As originally planned I didn’t want them in my book.

The simple idea of just putting a name on the book was influenced by my favorite photographer Paul Graham. so hopefully my book will have a bit of everything in.

I have approached the Widnes weekly News to run a article on my work to try and sell some copies of my book. The story will feature a basic break down of what the book is about