Comments on: Markéta Luskačová At Tate Britain

By: Sue

Sue — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 22:45:12 +0000

Amazing photos. They look as if they could have been taken much longer ago than 30-40 years. Timeless indeed.

By: John Curno

John Curno — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 18:21:17 +0000

Oh , my word! I didn’t live there but my family came from there and I travelled around it in the 1960/70’s. It’s exactly how I remember it. Trying to turn something that may be of use to someone, into a couple of bob. These black and white pictures are unforgiving in their portrayal of the realities of life in that place.
The drab clothes, grey skies, poverty and the almost palpable feeling that ‘this is life for us and we know nothing better’. No colour to their lives, no sense of fun or future
. Perhaps this is a modern day version of Horace Warner. Plus ca change.

By: Mary

Mary — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 18:18:26 +0000

So wonderful – thank you for sharing

By: Nicholas Sack

Nicholas Sack — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 15:45:38 +0000

Superb photographs, so keenly observed by the marvellous Marketa. I shall visit her exhibit at Tate Britain – and look forward to her new book next year.

By: Susan Romer

Susan Romer — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 13:24:56 +0000

Wow!
Memories!
I bought that enamel kettle, or one just like it, many years ago!
Brick Lane was where we all went to after a Saturday night party. We’d go to Pellicci’s and hit the market around six am!
Or if one was indolent then you’d get up around lunchtime and find amazing things people had left behind!
We furnished our squats with stuff from Brick Label!
Obviously the curries were and still are heavenly!
And you could brush up your anti racism vocabulary arguing with the National Front!

By: Brian Harris

Brian Harris — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 10:41:13 +0000

As a kid (11-12 years old ) I worked on my uncle Charlie’s stall at the top end of Brick Lane ( opposite where the top Beigal shop is now and outside an Italian Ice Cream place ) selling cosmetics in the late 1960’s. My dad and another uncle used to ‘pitch out’ selling old stuff in Cheshire Street in the early 1960’s, starting at 4am and being ‘moved along’ by 6am by the market inspectors. I remember buying my first record by Sounds Incorporated in Cheshire Street, I also remember having the best jam doughnuts in the world from a bakers nearby. Loved and hated the work, the area and the weather…but mainly enjoyed !!..I write fondly in my book about my time there ‘…And then the Prime Minister hit me…’…the photographs by
Markéta Luskačová are truly evocative of that time, even though made a few years later…these are the pictures I should have made….but didn’t !!

By: Phil maxwell

Phil maxwell — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 10:25:38 +0000

So pleased you are going to publish the work of Markéta Luskačová. Her work is truly amazing. Is it possible to order a copy now?

By: Rehan

Rehan — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 10:23:25 +0000

Wonderful.

By: Alexandra Epps

Alexandra Epps — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 09:28:04 +0000

These photographs are truly wonderful – so unsentimentally sentimental…
Thank you so much for sharing them today.
Can’t wait for your book! A

By: Jeanette

Jeanette — Wed, 14 Nov 2018 08:59:40 +0000

Many thanks for bringing this to our attention. Great pictures, just as I then remember it. Sensitive photography will definitely pay a visit to the show.