Photography for dummies

You know how you find yourself magnetically drawn to certain subjects. I’ve found I have an obsession (slight) with photographing shop window dummies. Is it their immobility? Their inability to object to my photo-taking? Their passivity? I’ve never really figured it out and perhaps it’s better not to know. See also blog post (opens in new window): Somewhat surreal

Mannequin at rest in thrift shop

Shaven headed dummy modelling knitwear

One from way back. This picture taken in 1967 was made in Oxford Street, London. One can't deny the Freudian overtones.

What a sick society…

Parents banned from taking photos at annual sports day. Story in UK Daily Telegraph here.

As a parent of young children who has photographed them at many school events and as a stock photographer who has generated income from children’s sport, I find this attitude of ersatz puritanism an indictment of a sex-obsessed society living in hysterical fear of what might be lurking in the dark corners of our minds. What next? A prohibition on photography of pensioners because there are probably people out there who are stimulated by the sight of the elderly? A ban on pencils and pens at sports events in case people might be drawing or writing erotic imagery?