Unfinished business

“The bulls are my best friends.”
I translated to Brett.
“You kill your friends?” she asked.
“Always,” he said in English, and laughed. “So they don’t kill me.”
― Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises


Graffiti emblazoned remains of a disused bull-fighting arena nestle uncomfortably behind bars amidst an affluent ‘urbanización’. Eerie silence shrouds the abandoned amphitheatre. Distant echoes linger amidst the litter strewn pens. Serried rows of cold concrete stand in witness to battle and blood.

A stone’s throw away children laugh in a newly completed park. Football pitches and gym equipment laid out amidst newly planted trees serve a different purpose to this stone enclosed ring.

Unfinished business.



Images made with Fujifilm X100F with fixed 23mm (35mm FF equivalent) and processed in Lightroom and Analog Efex Pro 2.

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andy townend

Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned

Virginia Woolf

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I took this shot yesterday during a photoshoot for my (relatively) new photo-reportage site salamancastreets.

My post (which will feature some graffiti) from that shoot has not been finalised but this image seemed to fit the challenge perfectly?

for wordpress weekly photo challenge – face

*shot with nikon d700 and nikkor 50mm af-s f/1.4G lens , no edits*

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Empty Chairs

don’t ask me what your sacrifice was for, empty chairs at empty tables
― lyrics from empty chairs at empty tables, les miserables


I shot these images of empty chairs at empty tables around the Plaza Mayor in Salamanca, a couple of weeks ago, planned to post them and then quite forgot to do so.

I post them now in a moment of reflection, to remember all those who have lost loved ones in Brussels this week, and for so many others, in so many places in the world, who have lost their lives as victims of senseless violence.

United we stand.
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