Thursday, 25 March 2010


There has always been something about the imperfect that makes me jump for joy. Maybe being very 'London' or just a passion for the raw textures surfaces of the decaying and eroding world. (yes hence the name of le bloggie ;])
These old fragmented, over exposed and chemically eroding negatives that have been quick cut into a film stream are a perfect example.

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