September 1984 Rue St Louis en l’Île The renowned photojournalist Philip Jones Griffiths was fond of jokes, and he once told me this one: two photographers are talking: ‘I saw a wretched-looking tramp in the street yesterday.’ ‘Oh really, what did you give him?’ ‘1/125th of a second at f8.’ It gets, of course, at…
August 1984 Opera Garnier, Paris: Harmony, Poetry, Music (left), Instrumental Music (right) This photo, taken at one entrance to the Opera Garnier, a building widely seen as the ultimate cultural manifestation of the regime of Napoleon III, shows two sculptural groups that make strenuous efforts at expressing the glory of the new empire—and its civilised…
July 1984 March 1984 Among Martin Parr’s collection of boring postcards, there is a view of a shopping centre in Reading. It struck a deep chord in me when I first saw it, since I lived and went to school there, and viewed from bus windows on many a journey the unfolding panorama of stained…

Under sunshine, the city forms a hallucinatory vision on the glittering water, a cavalcade of rich colour and variegated surface, of shadow, brilliance, and dancing reflection. It is equally an obdurate labyrinth, improbable in its creation and survival, and the marvellous screen onto which travellers have projected their imaginings of vice and virtue, glory and…

I took this photograph on the common land near my parent’s home, almost exactly forty years ago. Lifting the slide to the light, I believed that I remembered the place where it was taken, which was familiar to me since childhood, and which I had visited often in my early years.
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