Comments on: Ron McCormick’s Spitalfields

By: Mark

Mark — Mon, 25 Mar 2024 19:16:00 +0000

Thanks Chris.
You learn something everyday.
Especially here!

By: Chris Webb

Chris Webb — Mon, 25 Mar 2024 13:13:26 +0000

In reply to Mark, it was usual for the doors from demolished buildings to be used that way, probably up until the 80s.

I’ve seen washing lines on pulleys in an old film, I think it was Poor Cow.

By: Mark

Mark — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 15:49:54 +0000

What genius nailed up those doors as boarding?
Performance or avant garde. Love to have seen that in Kodachrome.
Also the well kept old gent in his bowler hat get up.
Lovely pics of a past long gone.

By: Lynne Perrella

Lynne Perrella — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 13:01:40 +0000

I know that many other readers will rightfully comment on the content of the photos, and the vivid human stories depicted here. Remarkable. But, I would like to comment on the skillful compositions here, and how the photographer has maximized each subject. Whether he is (seemingly) far away (the folks perusing the sidewalk market) or is right on TOP of the subject
(gazing down at the sleeping gent) he presents each tableau with an unerring approach. So many favorites! — the grouping of doors, the array of clocks, the numerous human dramas, the dark winding walkways, the fascinating work carts (so charismatic in their own right, they almost eclipsed the people in the photos), and the concluding photo of the young mother and child. The tenderness of the photo made my day.

What an amazing group of photos! Thanks for shining a light, as ever.

By: Cherub

Cherub — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 12:24:17 +0000

The young mother with the baby looks very sad and alone, I hope she was ok.

By: Kate Bacon

Kate Bacon — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 10:42:59 +0000

What beautiful pictures - a mix of great humanity and such a sense of time and place. Thank you

By: Andy

Andy — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 09:10:22 +0000

All I can say is here are a collection of true life photos that tell some of my story and my family story .
The most frightening one being a man followed me one Friday afternoon in the summer holidays when I was seventeen and said he had a gun on my back .
He ordered me to keep walking and told me when we got to Black Lion Yard we would be turning off .
I had no money so I knew it was to be beaten up or raped or both . Either way it was going to be terrible so I chose to run across the traffic of Whitechapel road .

I survived and when I got home I told my Mum . She laughed .

By: Kate Amis

Kate Amis — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 08:35:58 +0000

Wonderful evocative pictures. Thank you for sharing these. I love the one of something kicking off on Princelet St – the woman hanging out of the window brandishing the umbrella !

By: achim

achim — Sun, 24 Mar 2024 07:16:35 +0000

When I look at these pictures, I come to the following conclusion: there was a time when the world was simpler and more manageable. And I was lucky enough to experience it! Thank God.

I haven’t watched the news for a year or two now so that I don’t let the troubled world of today get me down — it makes me sick. I can only recommend this to everyone. When I switch on the computer, the “most important things” come flooding in anyway. And then I go to the Gentle Author and there I usually find something more uplifting for the day. And sometimes it’s a newborn like in today’s last picture…

Love & Peace
ACHIM