Boozers

 

I went to Paris with a couple of friends and we ate a meal in a rather nice restaurant called Chartier.  I put my wide angle pinhole in a coat rack and left the shutter open while we ate our food.  The resulting shot went beyond the usual blur that you might get with a long exposure, but it wasn’t so long as everybody disappeared into a hazy fug.  Instead, I was left with the spaces people inhabit over a meal time.  Everybody was a distinct object, but not a recognizable entity.

A busy Parisian restaurant or bistro has no real parallel in London but we do have pubs. I like the pub in the afternoon and the clientele are frequently little human pools, quietly drinking and reading the paper.