In 1976, when I moved into the ST. JAMES HOTEL, i bought myself one of the cheapest pocket cameras available. fully automatic, with no controls or settings, it just required a simple slot-in film cartridge. an idiot could use it - and i did.
this book is a product of that camera and those times - my family album from 1976 to 1978. the photos you see were all unplanned, spur of the moments shots taken by myself for myself and, up until now, with never a thought given to publication. in over thirty years, they have only been seen by a handful of close friends. i used to think they weren’t good enough to show. now i think they're almost too good.
150 exclusive, full colour photographs of the people at the heart of what would later be known as ’PUNK’ in London.
In 1976, when I moved into the ST. JAMES HOTEL, i bought myself one of the cheapest pocket cameras available. fully automatic, with no controls or settings, it just required a simple slot-in film cartridge. an idiot could use it - and i did.
this book is a product of that camera and those times - my family album from 1976 to 1978. the photos you see were all unplanned, spur of the moments shots taken by myself for myself and, up until now, with never a thought given to publication. in over thirty years, they have only been seen by a handful of close friends. i used to think they weren’t good enough to show. now i think they're almost too good.
150 exclusive, full colour photographs of the people at the heart of what would later be known as ’PUNK’ in London.
