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Feb 29

#460. We take photographs, but we make art

By Paul Perton | Opinion

On occasion, I’ve been known to resemble Google’s StreetView avatar. Not for my girth – that’s something else entirely – but rather my regular and entirely circular changes of opinion pointing to post processing.   Casually viewing the pages of Flickr, 500px et al will set the tone; photographs of just about everything, everywhere. Some […]

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Untitled, Jaipur. X-Pro with Leica 50mm f1.4
Nov 30

#431. X-Pro1? A good call.

By Paul Perton | Opinion

Three months and a milestone birthday ago, I wrote Going a bit more Fuji; stopping the Leica itch (a quickie) about buying an X-Pro1 and being seriously excited at the prospect.     As it turns out, I was right to be. Although I was more than three years behind the rest of the photographic […]

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Mosque ceiling
Oct 10

#413. On to Lucknow

By Paul Perton | Travel Photography

      The asthmatic high note tooting of Kenny G has accompanied our breakfasts and the lone dinner we’ve eaten in the hotel. Definitely not my choice as it makes me want to slash my wrists, but millions around the world are attracted to his vanilla cocktail style of jazz. Meanwhile, the food is […]

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Bead sellers, Kolkata Flower Market
Oct 03

#409. The Kolkata interlude

By Paul Perton | Travel Photography

  Note to self 1: when your weather app tells you it’s 35C outside, with a “feels like” temperature of 45C, it’s best not to go for a walk. Especially, if your testosterone ends up encouraging you to walk 7 kilometres through Kolkata’s endless throngs.   Note to self 2: if you’re going to be […]

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Waiting for a train; Barbican
Jul 03

#372. Meandering

By Paul Perton | Travel Photography

  ”’Ees gonna fucking kill yer.”   “Nah ee ain’t.”   “You said you was gonna rape ‘er – all me neighbours ‘eard you. ‘ats his girlfriend and ‘es an ABA. Ees gonna fuckin kill yer.”   “Bollocks.”   It’s 07:09. We forgot to buy milk for our morning coffee and I’ve wandered into the […]

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