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Hastings Pier engineering

Hastings Pier

Hastings Pier Engineer team have been up at the crack of dawn over the summer, doing work that can only be done at times the pier is not in public use.

I joined them, after watching the sun rise over Hastings Castle, and a sky ribbed in pink and blue.

Hastings Pier has won several major awards this year, including Pier of the Year, and a RIBA Award too.

This is the newly cleaned deck building. The sides are clad from deck wood that made up the original pier before the fire. Scorch marks can clearly be seen.

The original deck was made up off exotic hard woods. None of which require chemical treatment to preserve them, and so not polluting the sea.

Here are a few more images from the morning.

Engineer Peter Wheeler pressure washing the West side
Hastings Pier
Hastings Pier pavilion East side, newly cleaned, just after dawn

Autumn 2017 Engineering and Environment update

Hastings Pier pressure wash

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Glasgow, 1980

Currently shooting in Glasgow. These images by Raymond Depardon, from Magnum, have been a great insight into that time.

The tower blocks are all gone now, including Norfolk Court*, that was blown up last time I was in Glasgow, last year. The shipbuilding industry, from being the world’s industrial centre, is decimated. There is still shipbuilding, but nowhere near the scale of the time. Part of Glasgow’s fabric is gone forever.

The photos are bleak, but at times humorous. I don’t know what the brief was, but clearly it’s not to capture a wide social diaspora.

They show social hardship, street drunkeness and hard life.

http://www.vintag.es/2017/09/60-striking-photographs-captured.html

* Pretty sure I can’t include a Magnum photo for copyright reasons, but there is a picture of Norfolk Court in this set. The picture with a green and yellow bus, and a man leaning on hoardings. The nearest tower block is part of Norfolk Court, demolished May 2016. I think the further tower, on the left is the one I saw being blown up.

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White Rose

White Rose by Nathan Thomas Jones

The red rose whispers of passion,
And the white rose breathes of love;
O, the red rose is a falcon,
And the white rose is a dove.

But I send you a cream-white rosebud
With a flush on its petal tips;
For the love that is purest and sweetest
Has a kiss of desire on the lips.

– John Boyle O’Reilly

More from this shoot here.

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Heart & Hand

Heart & Hand

At the Heart & Hand, the jukebox is generally so good, that you can ‘lucky dip’, by poking in any old numbers to get a good playlist.

It only takes old pound coins though, but you can swap them at the bar.

I was once asked to play here. I played guitar, stood in front of the jukebox, to five people, including the barman, and a cat. If I had one of those life bucket lists, this would’ve been on it.

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Fade into you

I want to hold the hand inside you
I want to take a breath that’s true
I look to you and I see nothing
I look to you to see the truth
You live your life
You go in shadows
You’ll come apart and you’ll go blind
Some kind of night into your darkness
Colors your eyes with what’s not there.

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it’s strange you never knew

A stranger’s light comes on slowly
A stranger’s heart without a home
You put your hands into your head
And then smiles cover your heart

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it’s strange you never knew

Fade into you
Strange you never knew
Fade into you
I think it’s strange you never knew
I think it’s strange you never knew

– Mazzy Star