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Available Now: Zen Mischief Photographs

[Fanfare of trumpets!]

It’s here! The first spin-off from this blog, my new photo book, is available at last. Yes, it’s been a well kept secret and been in gestation for quite some months, but eventually it’s here.

Here’s (some of) what I say in the Introduction:

I am fairly sure I took my first photographs with my father’s Kodak Box Brownie although I don’t know how old I was. But I do have a series of old 620 roll film images of my parents and I on holiday at a nudist club when I would have been around 9 or 10; and as the series contains one of my parents but not me, it seems reasonable to assume I took it. And I know had my first cheap camera by the time I was about 12.

I’ve been taking photographs on and off ever since. And that’s now 50 years … But this book is not really designed as a celebration of my 50 years taking photographs. It is intended only as a collection of images I like from the last few years …

I do not pretend that these are world-beating images. Nor would I claim to be an especially good photographer. I’ve had no formal photographic training, but learnt the basics at my father’s knee and by going to camera club with him as a teenager. It was more difficult then: we didn’t have cameras which did everything for us; exposures had to be calculated; every shot cost us real money to develop and print; and you had to wait days or even weeks to see your successes and failures. Like the rest of modern life photography is now cheap and instant.

My approach to photography has always been to take what I see; what interests, intrigues or amuses me. It is about trying to see things and make them into a picture …

Available now on Blurb. Not yet on Amazon, but it should be eventually.

Keith C Marshall
Zen Mischief Photographs: Images from a Space-Time Warp
McTigger Books, 2011
ISBN 978-0-9570017-0-1
RRP £37.50

[35/52] Rainbow

[35/52] Rainbow by kcm76
[35/52] Rainbow, a photo by kcm76 on Flickr.

Week 35 entry for 52 weeks challenge.

Rainbow seen from our study window. Should I be measuring the quality of the summer by the number of rainbows we’ve had this year: rainbows are probably inversely proportional to the goodness of the summer. If so then this has been an awful summer. But there have been lots of good rainbows.

Barking and Beyond

It’s a pretty safe conclusion that most people we come across (and likely many we don’t) think Noreen and I are Barking — if not a few stations beyond. And, in their world view, they’re probably correct. Because over the years we have come to the conclusion that we’re really not like other people. We’re eccentric — barring that we don’t walk the streets wearing silly hats or clown outfits. Just compare our modus vivendi with that of most “normal” people:

  • We don’t have children. We actually made a conscious decision not to!
  • Neither of us drives a car. Indeed neither of us has even learnt to drive. But it doesn’t stop us being where we want/need to be.
  • We read books; difficult books. We thirst for the knowledge they contain.
  • Consequently we have a house full of books, and we’ve read most of them!
  • We were taught the basics at school, and taught them so well we remember them.
  • We believe what we think is right, not what the tabloid press tell us we should.
  • We passionately believe in freedom of speech. We may not agree with you, but we will defend to the death your right to hold and express your views however uncomfortable they may be.
  • We don’t have a mortgage. We did have one and we paid it off as soon as we could (like about 7 years early!).
  • Neither do we have a bank loan or an overdraft.
  • And we pay off our credit card bills in full every month.
  • We live in a small terraced house in an unfashionable area of London. We could afford something more prestigious (bigger and in a better area) but we don’t need it so why move?
  • We both went to university and have post-graduate qualifications.
  • We were taught to think — and we do!
  • We don’t wear clothes of any sort in bed and haven’t since we were students and left home.
  • We walk naked around the house and even sometimes in the garden. We only don’t do it more because we know it would frighten the horses neighbours. And that’s unfair on them, poor souls.
  • We sleep together, in the same bed; we think this is part of what a relationship is all about.
  • We talk to each other; about meaningful things like history, literature and science.
  • We value money. We didn’t have any as kids. We (try to) look after it now.
  • We don’t have a bath or a shower every day. It isn’t necessary. We have a good wash every day and a shower a couple of times a week or if we’ve been getting mucky/sweaty. Think how much water we save!
  • We don’t generally take foreign holidays and we don’t fly off places for leisure. (And now we’re retired we don’t have to fly on business.)
  • We like this country. It is our heritage. It is rich and fascinating. Even if it could be better.
  • We were brought up to take an interest in things around us: history, nature, architecture. And we still do.
  • We acquire knowledge. On average we two do as well at University Challenge (“an upmarket TV quiz show, M’lud”) as the student teams of four do.
  • We use unusual words, not to sound poncy but because they have specific meanings. Words like: vespiary, peripatetic, antepenultimate, vermifuge, analgesic and decimate.
  • We don’t buy new stuff if we don’t need it. If it’s sensible we get things repaired rather than throwing them away at no provocation and buying new.
  • On the other hand we know when not to waste time on something which is life-expired and buy a new one.
  • We don’t have net curtains. We like daylight and sunshine.
  • We open our windows — to let in the fresh air and the birdsong.
  • We watch very little television. We never watch soap operas, films, dramas, docudrama, game shows. We watch programmes to be informed, not as an opiate substitute.
  • We don’t play golf.
  • We don’t follow fashion. We wear what we find comfortable. And we don’t buy new clothes twice a year because the fashion colours have changed.
  • We don’t give a toss what the neighbours think although we try not to gratuitously upset them.
  • We try to live by two mottoes: “if it harm none, do as you will” and “treat others as you would like them to treat you”.
  • Above all, we’re our own people.

Huh!? You mean you still think we’re sane? Oh, bugger!

[33/52] Small Glum Child

[33/52] Small Glum Child by kcm76
[33/52] Small Glum Child, a photo by kcm76 on Flickr.

Week 33 entry for 52 weeks challenge.

One from the archive. Here’s a small very glum-looking child. Yes, it’s me. I must be about 5 or 6, I guess, so we’re talking around 1956/7. I also guess it was taken by my father somewhere in Hertfordshire, Essex or Kent – most likely somewhere in the Lea Valley. Beyond that have no idea where or exactly when.

Sartorial elegance never was a strong point of mine!

Listography – Guilty Pleasures

I haven’t done Kate’s Listography for the last couple of weeks — one has to have a break sometimes! One of the weeks I missed was because the subject (kid’s films) does nothing for me at all: I don’t have kids and I don’t do films. The other I just never got round to doing. So I’ve come back in this week on a really difficult topic: guilty pleasures.

What makes this the more difficult is to interpret what the topic means. Kate’s definition of a guilty pleasure is something that you shouldn’t really like but you actually do. But that isn’t quite my understanding, which is more like something you like (regardless of whether you should or not) but which you don’t normally talk about in public (for whatever reason).

So my five choices are going to be a mix of the two. Here goes …

Fried Food. Bad. Hideously bad. Both in calories and cholesterol. Just what is it about fried food that make it so good, and means it’s comfort food? There’s nothing quite like good fish & chips, or sausages, or full English breakfast. Then again there’s … chips! I do try to resist. Honestly, I do! But I usually fail. It’s no wonder I’m the size I am!

Dr Alice Roberts. Well if all you girlies are going to drool over a half-baked men like Tom Jones and Andrew Marr, then I can have a girlie. A real, sexy and frighteningly bright one at that: Dr Alice Roberts. Formerly of Time Team and latterly of Coast. As I say, not just sexy and frighteningly bright, she’s a talented artist, a medic, teaches anatomy and is no mean anthropologist and archaeologist. There seems to be nothing this girl can’t do! Geek girls are definitely sexy.

Plane Crashes. Yeah, ghoulish. Well no, not really. I would never wish a plane to crash nor for anyone to be involved. But they do. And I take a forensic interest (albeit from my armchair) in why they crash; what happened. I do the same with train crashes and other disasters like the demise of the Fukushima Daiichi nuclear power facility in Japan. I like working out what happened and why.

My PA. [NSFW warning] No idea what I’m talking about? See here for an explanation. And no you don’t get a picture — not publicly anyway.

Onanism. This is squarely in the “we all do it but guiltily we never talk about it” category. Why don’t we talk about it? Why is it such a taboo? It’s normal, natural and healthy. We all do it, regardless of gender, sexual orientation, relationship status etc. So where’s the problem?

So what would you own up to?

Ten Things – August

Number 8 in my monthly series of “Ten Things” for 2011. Each month I list one thing from each of ten categories which will remain the same for each month of 2011. So at the end of the year you have ten lists of twelve things about me.

  1. Something I Like: Sunshine
  2. Something I Won’t Do: Eat sheeps’ eyes or tripe
  3. Something I Want To Do: Win £2M (no-one said I wasn’t allowed to dream!)
  4. A Blog I Like: Norn’s Notebook
  5. A Book I Like: AN Wilson, After the Victorians
  6. Some Music I Like: William Byrd, The Battell
  7. A Food I Like: Smoked Fish, especially eel
  8. A Food or Drink I Dislike: Absinthe
  9. A Word I Like: Halberd
  10. A Quote I Like: The gap between strategic rhetoric and operational reality remains dangerously wide. [Prof. Gordon Hewitt]

No, I'm Not Ashamed

As a result of the current “little local difficulties” being experienced in London (see, for example, here) there are a lot of people around saying they are ashamed to be Londoners.

But I’m not one of them.

Yes, I’m a Londoner. But I’ve never been ashamed to be a Londoner. Because I’ve never been proud to be a Londoner. I’ve always known that London is, under a thin surface veneer, crap. And I have never understood why anyone would have any interest in, or get any enjoyment from, the place despite all it’s interesting history (which I love).

London is crap. It always has been. And likely always will be. All that’s happening now is that it is living up (down?) to it’s true nature. And this is a nature which is probably that of many large cities.

That is not to condone what is happening in the smallest iota. I wish it wasn’t thus. Probably we all wish it wasn’t thus. But it isn’t. Shit happens. Always has. Always will. The best we can hope for is that some semblance of the rule of law returns and we’re allowed to back to being crap in our own, relatively peaceful way.

I recall some proverb about leopards and their spots.

Plus ça change!

[32/52] Rainbow

[32/52] Rainbow by kcm76
[32/52] Rainbow, a photo by kcm76 on Flickr.

Week 32 entry for 52 weeks challenge.

Rainbow seen this evening from our study window. When Noreen first drew my attention to it, it was very bright, almost a complete arc with a second fainter rainbow outside it. By the time I got a camera on it, leaning out the window, it was beginning to fade. Still it looks like someone in the next street has a crock of gold for a TV set.