Monday, 7 May 2012
I can't believe that it was December of last year that I last posted. My new job has certainly impacted on my blogging time as well as my photography. However I managed a couple of hours with my camera in my hand so I visited a new area and snapped away. The image above is of a disused colliery in Mansfield. Being from a family of miners from Northumberland, of which most are now not with us sadly. I was drawn to the site and felt HDR would be the best way to capture this now rather tired and sad looking building. Mining used to be one of the biggest industries in the Uk but alas due to political decisions of the past most of our coal is now imported, even though there are still large seams untapped. Mining was not just about bringing coal from the Earth. It created communities and special strong minded people who looked after each other when times were hard. That community spirit was born out of compassion. Survival was dependant upon each other both below and above ground. Growing up in a mining town I remember vividly how everyone new each other, you could go to town and would always meet people you knew and a five minute trip to the shops would take hours. Doors were never locked and neighbours would just knock and walk in shouting "It's only me." My uncle was a Winderman, and my memory of him was the day he brought me a rope to have a swing in my garden. It was so thick that even with my two small hand i could not encircle the rope. I had the strongest swing in the country!!
So I would like to dedicate this image to everyone who has worked in Mining both above and below ground. Will we ever return to a time of community, compassion and friendship or will doors remain locked and are hearts closed like the collieries that once made my town home town such a happy place to live.