The Invisible Man



I asked this chap, “what’s all that about then?”. Dr Griffin is the Invisible Man in H G Wells’ classic tale of a man who manages to make himself, well invisible ! Not having read this classic tale I obviously didn’t know. I asked this chap buying an ice cream if I could make an image to which he replied, “No I’m invisible”. Make your mind up I thought to myself. Nevertheless I admired his intelligent humour although I suspect the joke would be lost on most people as it was on me.

Further along the High St I got chatting to this chap. I say chatting but actually he was talking to me.  He’s from Rumania and as friendly as he was I struggled to understand what he was telling me although I picked up the words ‘discrimination’, ‘IPCC’, ‘Chief of Police’ and one or two others of a similar vein. I smiled and told him it had been nice talking to him. It had. 



We chop down trees we eat our greens


It’s the season of mist and mellow fruitfulness, and wasted apples. We were out walking the other morning and came across three ladies picking fruit. Earth mother types. One of them told me it was alright they’d got permission off Andrew the farmer, “frankly I couldn’t have cared less if you hadn’t I told her”. The dog carried on walking, it’s biscuits he’s interested in.

There’s all sorts of places will let you work for nothing these days. They call it volunteering. If you’re lucky you can get to chop down trees. It’s a very manly thing to do is chop down trees. One of these blokes told his fellow choppers I was going to put the image on social media and claim they were chopping down the trees in our  local woods. Yeah right ! as if I’d do something like that ?

It’s one of the things that really winds up my my Mrs. People who just can’t help opening their mouths and uttering dribble. One time we were walking up a large hill and it was really windy. This bloke (it’s usually some smart arsed bloke ) coming in the opposite direction down the big hill shouted “it’s windy up there !”. The Mrs was apoplectic

Current Instagram favourites: Check em out they’re doing some seriously good work. 


Andrew Johnston – andrewj.98

lords of the earth – Carl Anthony Bull


The Badger Chronicles Series

January is a shitty month. I’ve never been a big fan really. Here in the UK it’s cold, wet and damp. This last week the sky has been a leaden grey. If it wasn’t for the BBC crime drama Death in Paradise I wouldn’t get any bloody sunshine right now. The temperature this last week has been about 4 degrees. Apologies if you live in a much colder climate and you’re thinking “hey that’s nothing you should try minus fifteen” or something but here in England anything approaching freezing starts to become a national crisis. We can’t cope.

Yesterday my Version Lightroom 2 decided to throw a wobbler and re-assigned the Folder drive to a different drive letter thus rendering all my images missing. Yes I know we’re on Lightroom 7 or whatever but when I buy a software package I expect it to last forever. I only use it to catalogue and work flow my images with a bit of exposure tweeking anyway. So now I’ve got to go through the whole sorry process of re-assigning the drive letter.  The bastard ! The good news is that with my Windows phone now set to Windows 10 I can load the proper version of Instagram. Check me out andygreaves54. So I can up my Instagram profile. Hoorah to that !

I didn’t get a good night’s sleep last night. There was a party going on in my head, lights were flashing, thoughts were dancing. If I could have got up and put pen to paper without disturbing the wife and dog I’d have written a bloody good stream of consciousness article for your edification. Not even a middle of the night cup of tea could send my unwelcome party goers home so I just had to lay there and keep quiet and still.

Sartorial Elegance

I’m a bit into fashion. I think fashion is cyclical, what goes around comes around. These days I can’t afford much. If money were no object I’d be going for Armani and Boss with the occasional bit of Gucci and Prada thrown in. A man’s clothes should be simple, unfussy and well made. I can’t be doing with needless buttons and fussy paraphernalia but plenty of pockets for man things. I love a good pair of shoes. Traditional and rugged in design. Recently I’ve been getting my clothes gear from a bloke on the market at knock down prices. I love browsing the Vintage clothes shops, like I said what goes around comes around. I remember when the Chopper was released by Raleigh bikes on an unsuspecting British public. Robert whatsisname over the road had one. He had everything. The first version the handlebars were just fastened by a bolt to the cross bar. Consequently the cow horn handlebars ( see t-shirt for illustration) worked themselves loose resulting in some unforeseen road accidents. Raleigh then released a version where the handlebars were welded.



Stretching Things to the Maximum

I’ve had a nice email from a lass called Milly. I’m not sure whether it’s inviting me to enter the competition, just wants to promote itself to me or wants me to promote Wunder Editions on my Blog or all three of those things. Anyway I’m not one for entering competitions as you know (what’s the chances of any of my shit winning ?) but as I’m feeling generous today and well why not, I’ve entered a link and copied the email below for your edification. It was that “If necessary, we are happy to see the definition of street photography stretched to the maximum.” that won it for me. I’m a big fan of stretching things to the maximum.

Dear Andy,

I am writing to you from Wundor Editions, an independent creative publishers based in London.

Images are a central part of our creative vision at Wundor Editions, and readers of Wundor City Guides will know that street photography is one of our favourite ways of understanding the cities that surround us. 

We are currently running a street photography competition, and I was wondering if you would be interested in mentioning it on your website or sharing it with your social media followers?

We are looking for one image that cuts into the city it was taken in and reveals something telling about the urban environment and its inhabitants. The subject matter of the image could range from a simple shot that captures the light and the architectural fabric of the place at a particular time on a particular day, to a picture of a person caught in a revealing moment, to anything in-between. If necessary, we are happy to see the definition of street photography stretched to the maximum.

The winning entry will receive £300.

Full competition details can be found here:—contests.html

Your readers and followers might also be interested in our East London street photography workshops.

Do let me know if you have any questions or would like any further information about Wundor Editions, or our street photography competition and workshops. 

With best wishes,



Catharsis – the process of releasing strong emotions through a particular activity or experience, such as writing or theatre, in a way that helps you understand those emotions.

I find photography a cathartic experience. There I’ve said it.

The image below I captured while drinking a lovely pint of Plum Porter brewed by the Titanic Brewery of Stoke on Trent. Granted there’s not much happening in this image but it gave me an idea for a photography project which would become an extension and if you like continuation of my English project work.  A search for national identity. In Post Brexit ( Brexit ! a horrible word) Britain there’s little excuse for a lack of photo projects. The social landscape is likely to be changing quite dramatically.

On the subject of Britain my friend Simon Roberts’ latest project and book ‘Merrie Albion’ looks interesting. Check it out.

Merrie Albion: Landscape Studies of a Small Island by Simon Roberts, published by Dewi Lewis and priced £45 will be launched at Paris Photo, and Roberts will sign copies of the book at 4pm on 10 November. Signed copies of the book can be pre-ordered for £37.50 plus P+P from Roberts’ website.

Prints from this project will be at the Flowers Gallery booth in the Grand Palais at Paris Photo, and Flowers will host a major exhibition of the work in its London gallery from 17 January 2018.

This blog post I’d also like to highlight the work of David Severn. I’ve provided a link in the photographers section. Of interest to me is his Whitby Goth weekend series being as we were in Whitby last week.



Make Art not War !


I’ve managed to get out with the camera today.  A little place out of town has had its Annual Armed Forces Day. I took the dog. It’s like a summer fete but here with the emphasis on celebrating our Armed Forces. I thought I might get a “Make Love Not War – See driver for Details” car sticker but not a chance of it. I went a couple of years back so I pretty much knew the kind of shots I was going to get and was looking for. Still I’m always open for the unexpected and basically whatever catches my eye. In my notebook list of things to look out for I have t-shirts. I’m drawn to the odd t-shirts that people wear and slowly building up a bit of a collection of t-shirt photos. I asked this young lady and her parents If I could take a picture, stressing I wanted the t-shirt and not the girl’s face. I wanted to protect her identity. I wanted a generic t-shirt shot but I love the way the girl’s smile is repeated in the curve of the writing “I’ve got” and the top line of the square. Yeah I’m rather pleased with this image.