As I’d stated previously in the post from October 6th, that kick-started this urban photography project blog, ‘The City of London at its Quietest’, we continue our deliberations as to why this may be a interesting project to take up. Specially if you consider London’s own financial district can definitely be, during business hours, a daunting place for photographing less busy scenes, devoid of all the hustle and bustle one typically finds taking place in that area on weekdays. Not that us street photographers mind the busy pavements and thoroughfares. On the contrary: we usually have, for longer than a century, tried, whenever possible, to include in our shots, as many people going by their business in public as viable – either for the sake of contest or to tell a story. But, (a sound ‘but’ here) sometimes, all we want to include in our shots is the odd single person (or small group at most) ‘interacting’, so as to speak, with their surroundings – or no person at all! – as James Maher rightly claims on his ‘The Essentials of Street Photography‘ – I couldn’t agree more!
So my point is, that for this sole purpose (staying in when most have gone away on a temporary leave of sorts), is a great way to look at The Square Mile under a totally different light; that is, “The City”, as Londoners usually refer to it, under a much less crowded point of view than the one we are usually used to look at it from.
And according to the Wikipedia entry for The City, we learn that its population shrinks, by the time the last desk lamps are switched off or the office cubicles are taken over by the cleaners, from hefty 300,000 inhabitants (actually commuters) to a much humbler 7,000-resident figure! (a very interesting documentary presented by Stephen Fry I saw last night, claims those numbers to be 400,000 and 8,000 – inflation, perhaps?)
Statistical differences apart, I think there’s no doubt this abysmal shift into its occupants tally, does account for the quietness, solitude (even eeriness, sometimes!) you might feel by losing yourself in that area’s umpteen roads, alleyways and narrow passages.
I personally came to think more of this phenomenon in particular, when I was freelancing, in the mid noughties, not as a photographer, but as a chef for the freelancing division of world-wide catering giant Sodexo. I still make no secret that I’ve always been a proud amateur snapper – with the odd weekend assignment – without ever becoming a full pro.
As that job took me everywhere in London: one week I’d be in the London Underground’s head office (which unbeknownst to the average Londoner, is precisely in St. James’s Park station), to popping in a single day to the massive kitchen in the UK branch of PricewaterhouseCoopers in The Embankment, or the to Fleet Street, in a much smaller kitchen to a law firm – I’ve seem them all!
So, I recall leaving my job mid afternoon on a Friday, and after dealing with one or another personal engagement, strolling eastwards, camera loaded with some 36-exposure transparency or B&W film and ready to fire, hanging from my neck. Thinking in retrospect, security guards in those companies were definitely more lenient on those pre-July 7 Bombings days, than it is the case nowadays.
So, what really struck me was how different the district in question looked as the day advanced towards its end: private owned sandwich shops (not Subway’s) were, by 4 pm, all shut; there were less buses, taxis… and, above all, much less people on the streets. Cleaners and other contractors – whom you usually saw during the week mostly through thick glass windows, and only after dusk had settled in – were now outside, washing the pavement, putting the rubbish out (trash, for you lot across the pond) or having a fag. In summary: both quietness and contractors had by late afternoon almost totally taking over a large chunk of the Square Mile!
And so I proceeded to shoot, as you can see by the diversity of places and different times of the day my shots in that area were taken at – both in this article, in the few photographs illustrating it, and on my ‘Urban’ gallery (look for the ‘London’ album) on my website on www.nilsonbazana.com (I may include more similar shots, as I find the time to properly scan the slides).
So, what are your own experiences in this charming place on said quiet days? Do you concur with what I’ve just said or had a totally different experience there – along with the photographs you took? Drop us a few lines and let us all know it!
On the other hand, if this somehow inspired you to make incursions into the City of London with the sole purpose of photographing its inherent weekend and holiday loneliness, I couldn’t recommend this more as great photography project.