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September 16th 1999

September 16th 2009

Duncan X, ‘Into You’ Spotted - the elusive postman, Willesden Green

Duncan Tatooing my foot at ‘Into You’

Or Duncan X to give him his full title. He was passionate about his job, as you can probably tell just by looking at him – he used his own skin like a sketchpad for practicing. He took my request for a bee tattoo very seriously, going to the library and getting out a book on etymology to make sure he created a good likeness. I don’t really know why I wanted a bee- I was just damn sure I didn’t want a butterfly. Have I ever regretted it? Nope. Would I have another? Nope.

Spotted - the elusive postman, Willesden Green

September 15th 1999

September 15th 2009

Bramley Road, from the roof of the Chrysalis Building, W10 Babies for tea. Dexter, Jess, Audrey and Sammy Ray

Bramley Road, from the roof of the Chrysalis Building, W10

The short stretch of road that led from the tube station to the building where I was working. Just out of shot is the Laurel and Hardy greasy spoon/sandwich bar - the only café in a mile’s radius.

Babies for tea. Dexter, Jess, Audrey and Sammy Ray

September 14th 1999

September 14th 2009

Building Site, Cowcross Street, EC1 The Mechanics Institute Review Vol 6., Birkbeck

Building Site, Cowcross Street, EC1

This was the year I began to be drawn more and more Eastwards. On this occasion though I was there for a reason. There was a tattoo parlour here called Into You and I was there for a consultation. This image impressed me, the way the developers were keeping hold of a building façade but completely transforming everything else around it. It felt like a cheat, but I liked how it turns the notion of bricks and mortar as something solid and lasting on its head.

Dexter’s book of the week

The Mechanics Institute Review Vol 6. Available from the 24th of September. You can ask for it in your local bookshop or library, or order it from Amazon.

September 13th 1999

September 13th 2009

Sunset over Finchley Road Dave gets to grips with some Ikea construction. Dexter looks on and Curly gets stuck in too.

Sunset over Finchley Road

It’s not often you get to see big salmon-pink skies like this one in London.

Dexter takes a break under a fig tree

That’s a squashed fig on the pavement to the right of the pushchair. I sometimes think that if all the fruit from all the fruit trees of London was pooled together we’d have a lot of fruit! This fig tree overhangs a street not far from here, and is laden with figs but no-ones seems to be harvesting them. We’ve got a plum and a pear tree in the garden here, and there were apples and damsons at Minster Road aplenty…

September 12th 1999

September 12th 2009

The London Eye on its side Dave gets to grips with some Ikea construction. Dexter looks on and Curly gets stuck in too.

The London Eye on its side

Sometimes I forget that his photographic project of mine was all about marking the last year of the old millennium. It seemed at the time quite a privileged time to be living through, and perhaps especially to be living it in London. The London Eye was one of the better ways that the capital celebrated the event, and eventually I got to ride on it – it made me feel a bit sick.

Dave gets to grips with some Ikea construction. Dexter looks on and Curly gets stuck in too.

September 11th 1999

September 11th 2009

Kitchen, 471 Finchley Road Helen Womersley and a batch of plum friands

Kitchen, 471 Finchley Road

A pretty dull picture – clearly taken at the end of the day when all other photographic opportunities had been and gone. The washing up’s been done, the surfaces are clean and the pepper pot is there. What more can I say?

Helen Womersley and a batch of plum friands

September 10th 1999

September 10th 2009

VR and RT in VR’s car Dexter gets his own room. Willesden Green

VR and RT in VR’s car

VR had a distinctive little green morris which she beatled around London in. I think she was giving Rob a lift somewhere. The windows you can see in the background, and the hardware store on the corner are now boarded up and have been for at least the last two years. A woman lived in that flat with far too man dogs – the RSPCA came round once and took some of them away. She was a bit mad. I saw her a few weeks ago in west Hampstead, so wherever she went when they boarded up her house, she didn’t go far.

Dexter gets his own room. Willesden Green

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