About
i'm really not a photographer, but i guess i just know what i like. a few found things is just that; a collection of random fleeting moments, caught using mostly amateur equipment and shared on here. there's no plan or design or whatever, it's just a bunch of pictures that i think look nice. hopefully you will as well.
Search for content
One of my favourite bands, Apparat Organ Quartet, when they played at KEX Hostel in Reykjavik for Airwaves 12.
Some Icelandic guys having a chat in a little coffee shop we found one day.
Looking out from the top of Hallgrimskirkja, Nov. 2012
Following on from that other shot, here’s a bit of the view I’d never seen!
Inside Hallgrimskirkja, from November 2012.
It’s funny, of all the times I’ve visited Iceland (10 year anniversary of my first trip coming next year! eep!) there were still a lot of things I’d not even tried. With this in mind, me and Sophie decided we’d do as much as we could that we’d not done before, to make the trip something extra special. We started by doing the touristy thing of heading up to the top of the church for a few snaps of the view - something I probably should’ve done a long time ago! It was pretty awesome - seeing the whole city from up high. It reminded me of my first trip, and getting so lost walking around, that I ended up using the massive steeple that dominates the skyline as a sort of compass. It worked as well, and still use it as a method even now!
Icelandic musician Ulfur plays at Harpa during Airwaves 2012.
Looking over Reykjavik from the top of Hallgrimskirkja when me and Sophie nipped over to Iceland back in November last year to see some friends and take in the Airwaves festival.
A side street just down the road from me in Manchester. I had to take a few pictures to use up the roll of film on those Bradford shots, so thought this would do nicely :)
The last shot I took of my little return to my homeland, this is a little shot of the train tracks at the seemingly always-deserted-on-a-weekend Baildon train station. It was great to head back to Yorkshire for a bit, and even though we had a mammoth 6 hour journey home (due to a flooded line somewhere near Hebden Bridge), it was well worth it to re-connect, if only for a day or so, with my roots.
Baildon train station! Lots of memories of this place… good and bad.
Sophie at Robinson’s Sweet shop in the centre of Baildon. At this point, we were heading home after a long (wet) walk from Shipley Glen to the train station in Baildon, but I really wanted to get a snap of this brilliant little sweet shop that has been in the village for literally as long as I can remember. The day that goes, Baildon truly will never be the same!
Quite a good shot of the legendary Potted Meat Stick and some bunting in the centre of Baildon, just before we caught the train home.
A particularly nice shot at the top of Baildon, looking over Shipley and a whole lot more of the Aire Valley.
BD17 represent! When we walked past this sign, I couldn’t resist taking a snap - I used to see this sign pretty much every day when I grew up in Baildon. I always get a bit nostalgic when I see ‘Farndale Road’ listed on there…
Creepy old dodgems at the top of the Shipley Glen Tramway. I’ve always been fascinated/ scared by these things, especially when they’re not in use, and they sit there like an abandoned Victorian attraction… To be fair though, they’ve managed to stay operational as long as I’ve been alive, so they must be doing something right!
