Reality, photographed in dim light, just about as a sunrise was starting to get itself together on 6 Jan 2017.

Derelict land, near the train station.  Well, I call it derelict but then, what else is it?  Its land on a large traffic island, a little bit of land with very busy roads all around it.  And this land also supports a derelict hotel – which this derelict old man is old enough to remember at least almost in use, at least almost generating the bucks.  My cousin and I went in there, desperate for a drink – but by then only decline, rather than the electric soup, was on offer.

The hotel has long since closed but because (I presume) its some sort of listed building it can’t be pulled down, as does happen, I imagine that its owners are waiting until it falls down, when they will be able to redevelop this very, very prime site.

And so, for now, those entering Bristol along the A4, one of the main arteries into the city, are treated to this sight of dereliction – part of which has been covered up with an awning that shows an artist’s impression of what the building used to look like when it was up and running and the place to be – ah, good taste is alive and well in Bristol!

Some of the vacant space on the plot has been turned into a car park – and here is the car of the first, earlybird user.  And the surrounding vegetation is running somewhat rampant – which is may be the only really good thing to see here.  And with all the traffic pouring by, its been found to be a good place to site a hoarding (billboard) – we place such a premium on road safety that we surround our busy roads with cash-generating distractions for drivers’ eyes.

And so here is reality.  The derelict plot, the dimly seen graffiti (which I by far prefer to think of as street art), the scramble for money, all around dull, grimy and in the dark – contrasted with the bright, clean and ever insistent world of celebrity, the mass media, illusion and, of course, even more money.

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X-T1 with 55-200 Fujinon lens at 137mm (equiv); 6400 ISO.




About Adrian Lewis
Photographer working in monochrome, colour and combinations of the two - with a great liking for all sorts of images, including Minimalism, landscapes, abstracts, soft colour, people, movement, nature - I like to be adventurous in my photography, trying new ideas and working in many genres. And I'm fond of Full English Breakfasts and Duvel golden ale, though not necessarily together.

4 Responses to BRISTOL 114 – THE BIGGEST STARS

  1. paula graham says:

    Yes, it does what it says on the tin!


  2. Meanderer says:

    I enjoyed reading your story of this place. I’ve often wondered why the area surrounding larger railway stations are so run down and grimy – actually, seedy. The giant-sized billboards hiding ugly or run-down features whilst, as you say, distracting drivers negotiating the busy intricate roads around the station.

    That billboard is the most depressing aspect for me. When I went upstairs yesterday early evening to draw the curtains I was enchanted by a sky full of stars, including a very bright one (might have been a planet). The stars on the billboard don’t have the same effect (fortunately!) 🙂

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