Malcolm Tremain’s Spitalfields In Colour
A few weeks ago, I published Malcolm Tremain’s evocative black and white photographs of Spitalfields in the early eighties and today it is my pleasure to complement these with a selection of his colour pictures, seen here for the first time
In Liverpool St Station
Goulston St
Brushfield St
Brushfield St
Crispin St
Railing of the night shelter in Crispin St
Brune St
Holland Estate
Artillery Lane
Looking towards the city from the Spitalfields Market car park
Looking south towards Brushfield St
Looking north towards Spital Sq
Goulston St
Goulston St
Middlesex St
Middlesex St
Alley at Liverpool St Station
Sun Passage
Tunnel at Liverpool St Station
Old Broad St Station
Old Broad St Station
Old Broad St Station under demoliton
Old Broad St Station
Old Broad St Station
Old Broad St Station
Abandoned cafeteria at Old Broad St Station
Pedley St Bridge looking towards Cheshire St
Pedley St Bridge
Pedley St
Pedley St
Photographs copyright © Malcolm Tremain
You may also like to take a look at
Malcolm Tremain’s Spitalfields
Malcom Tremain’s Spitalfields Then & Now
Malcolm Tremain’s City & East End
Philip Marriage’s Spitalfields
Dan Cruickshank’s Spitalfields
OOh It would be interesting to see some comparative current images to some of these
Especially those views to the city!
I suppose all would now be glass and steel.
Lovely, lovely pictures.
Interesting to see unseen (to me) shots of the Old Broad St station. Looks so sad and lonely amongst the dereliction.
The Verde and Company shop on Brushfield Street remains. Great photos of a rapidly changing part of the city.
So many photos of the East End are in black and white that it’s all too easy to think everything was grey and dismal in times past. But the sun shone then as it does today and it’s great to see these photos in colour, especially the appropriately names Sun Passage around the side of Liverpool Street Station.
A trip into a dim yet not so distant past. The images provoke a mixed bag of feelings, some of them represent London as a young adolescent, awkward, scrawny and open to suggestion, incredibly vulnerable. Yet others leave me wishing I could have been there, amongst the rubble.
Great photos,worked on Verdes as a porter for a short time about 1977 or 78
Great photos! Thanks for sharing. Valerie
Hello: I wanted to tell you that I find your pictures fascinating, not just the subjects but the shots themselves. My son is a photographer so I know how difficult it is to get some of the shots that you post for us. I live in a medium sized city in Michigan in the USA. I occasionally find the pictures with a fair amount of trash very disturbing. Is there a separate story about this?
I went to Central Foundation School for girls in Spitalfields, thank you for such wonderful photographs and all the happy memories that came flooding back
Hi Grace, some of the trash was left after the end of the fruit and vegetable market, packing cases etc, though why it wasn’t cleared away properly I don’t know. Perhaps it was because this area of London used to be pretty run down and the authorities didn’t bother.
Many thanks for posting such wonderful photos, i lived locally from 1948-1963 i went to school in gun st. and used to run along the tunnel in liverpool st. station with my friends in the 1950s, we would often catch a train at old broad st. station to gospel oak for a day out. what one has to remember is that these photos were taken of an area undergoing redevelopment and that is why it looks so bleak which it wasn’t. the market was always cleaned and hosed down late after the market had closed. thanks for the memories.
Great pictures! I really enjoyed your 80s pics. of Spitalfields. I also love to explore London and take photos. My mother and I did this together for years. A lot of my pictures are taken in various parts the East End. It makes me sad to see what is gone…luckily there is still quite a lot of it left.
And then the cobblers photo essay. Great topic, great faces, great characters, and text.
Keep up the good work. I am glad you are documenting.