Although this is Bristol, it could be anywhere. This is a large part of the appeal of the picture and why I chose it. So much is typical: the shabby brick, the dirty foliage, the apparently broken window, the industrial-looking background, the slightly wonky curves and indeed straights that mark it out as an old, run-down urban railway. Then again, although I say ‘it could be anywhere’, the unusual layout of the lines might give the game away to railway lovers: it was laid out in 1835 as part of a horse-drawn tramway.
Another large part of its appeal is the deceptively mundane composition. It is reminiscent of the Düsseldorf/Neue Sachlichkeit school of so-called ‘objective’ photography, without the emphasis on extreme technical quality. In fact, it’s pretty much a snapshot,…
