Wednesday, 5 March 2008

Watching

From my office window, the city crawls up the hill and fragments into the usual geometry of towers and aerials. It's not an interesting view. Sometimes, I think that, if I were a better photographer, I could make it interesting. But I can't. Not even with those rare, rosy sunsets.

So I tend to focus more on the three buildings opposite: the mysterious private bank; the bookshop; and the big office block that fills promptly at 9 and empties promptly at 5. These three buildings become the big picture: it's like seeing the world with only one lens.

The photography is only an ambition, really. You can't make money from photography except on the whim of corporations or Kings. Or weddings. I never thought I could be polite enough to do weddings. Anyway, I have plenty of time to do photography while waiting for clients for my design work.

And then this guy in a pub asks me if I am interested in doing some surveillance work and I am talking about the world is how you watch it and of course I say yes. So I wonder what I am getting into.