Maybe it was the atmosphere at the Revival, or just the realisation of how much I take my 7D for granted, but me and my wing man Rog decided to have an old school shoot out: 24 shots, no deletes and all straight out of the camera, just like the good old days. I very rarely shoot in B&W and worse still never use an SLR (despite having a few and some films gathering dust in the loft). For shame. It’s amazing how knowing you only have a limited number shots focusses the mind and really gets you thinking about every aspect of what you’re pointing your lens at. Here’s a few of mine, the winner is still up for debate…
Money can’t buy you taste, but those with money and taste go to Goodwood Revival. How do I even begin to put this event into words…breathtaking? Not really cutting it. Everything apart from the cars was amazing: the clothes, the people, the details, the shows, the signs, the venue, the food, the aircraft and the atmosphere. The cars however, were mind-blowing and the racing was the best I’d ever seen (including, but not limited to the WRC and F1). I wanted that weekend to be the rest of my life. I wish it was 1964. I wish ever day was filled with Ferraris, Aston Martins, Porsches and touring car races won with grit and fearlessness, rather than billion pound aerodynamic tweaks.
Here’s round one of my pics, drink ‘em in, because however good you think it was from seeing these…it was better.
While the Scene Queens were hitting Players 4.0, I was keeping it distinctly more “village fate” at a local classic show. I’m still on the detox from another hardcore summer at the shows and this classic gathering was a refreshing change. OK, there are a lot of stockers, but these cars are built by passionate owners the way they want them, rather than to score internet points and I’m down with that. Anyway, pics: