The Ordinary
I visited the New Art Gallery in Walsall yesterday morning. I’ve never been to Walsall before so it was nice to have a stroll around the gallery and the town. I’ve got used to walking around a city where people look at you funny if you have a camera in hand, and where quite often you get stopped by paranoid security folk wanting to know why you’re photographing their building. Here no-one batted an eyelid and I could just wander round snapping away.
One very small section of the New Art Gallery is dedicated to a Martin Parr collection of photos which I was very pleased to see. He is currently working on a project called ‘Black Country Stories‘ which will be in progress until 2014 and which captures some of the everyday people and activities in the Black Country area. His photos just show the very ordinary but they’re very enganging.
As I left I was inspired to go and get some pictures of the ordinary things around Walsall. This photo is my favourite because every market up and down the country has a scene like this – a market wouldn’t be a proper market without a stall selling high visibility jackets and enormous pants :)
“Ordinary” is sometimes great to study :)
Who are those massive pants for? Druids?
Oh My God, what a big huge blue undie. XD
I thought it was bad people keep telling me about local history when they spot me with a camera. And when they hear my northern accent, they won’t stop… But paranoid security is way worse.
Sometimes seeing the ordinary is the most difficult.
i love visiting places like this. :-) i agree with the rest, those are pretty big blue undies!