ramblings

Hello again well I nearly made it consistent but alas fell at the 3rd hurdle, but I’m back so let’s see if we can put a run together..

I wasn’t sure what this eeeks ramblings will be about as work, hospital and life have all knocked me a bit sideways but then this morning I heard something that lead to me thinking about W.F.L by the Mondays which reminded me of that video which then reminded me of clubs and dancefloors and here we are back again.

It also got me thinking of how time and clubs and life are all involved in this weird cyclic arrangement. This week I was looking through what I thought was my more recent archive and copied a few images across from a clubnight, thinking that was quite recent, then on insta one of the DJ’s posted something about the same night! Except  the difference was this one had a hashtag of #2010 and it took me a good while to realise that was 11 nearly 12 years ago now…

It started on me to realise how the sbh archive is starting to elongate in time and think again with what I’m going to do with it……Anyway that’s another conversation  

So I thought possibly that means something and I should post an image from it.

Then a voice inside my head applies that conundrum of what images to post as I’ve got a few lovely portraits, but as I always wonder what’s happened to the people and how would they feel about seeing images from then? The majority of the time I’ve no way of knowing who they are and how to get in touch as my contact with them lasted a few seconds and then I was gone but I’ve now got their image recorded for ever ! Then the voice switches to remembering a lot of the feedback from (them) days as I know that not everyone liked the type of shots I did at the time…

“…not representational of what we are..”

“…doesn’t sum up the night…”

“…too cheesy…”

I did always like those type of images (portraits of clubbers posing or dancing) as I thought it gave an insight into the night, ah well that’s fashion and trends for you...

Back to w.f.l video and even though the music was completely different from these nights I think there’s a link with the visuals and the feeling…

What do you think?

To leave it as I’m listening, I’ll change the lyrics to took for luck,

And I took for luck.
And they sent me you.
And I sent for images
You give me cheese
I hold the time.
You form the question.
Try anything hard.
Is there anything else you can do?

Ciao Bella…