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December 12th – I’ trying a new camera out. It’s got similar specs to the one I normally use, a Panasonic TZ60, but this one is made by Canon and is a Powershot SX700. I’ve got it on loan, just to check the competition, as I have the feeling the spring may not bring a new Panasonic model like it usually does.

Shooting out at teatime after a day in Birmingham, darkness probably wasn’t the best time to try and use a new camera, but it wasn’t so bad. 

I like some of the features of the cannon, but the images seem a bit colder, if I’m honest. Also, the controls seem quite pointlessly complex, but I’m sure I get used to them…

I’m sure coming days will give me a better idea.

November 15th – It had been a long day, the energy was low, and I didn’t have much time. I spun up the High Street at teatime and rode the backstreets for a bit. Returning, I looked at something thats so familiar, I rarely pay it much attention: Morris, the Brownhills Miner. Much as I feel uncomfortable with the extravagance in a faltering town, I do love him. John McKenna’s work in drafting all those fragments, then welding them together in a finite-element model like this is stunning, and always has been. So much better than the laser cut by numbers tat in Walsall Wood, this took a really skilled artist a huge amount of time to design, facilitate and build. I just wish the blue lights didn’t make it look so cheap.

Morris is such an obvious and cliched subject, I’ve only rarely featured him here, but it’s worth it, once in a while, just to share him. The politics and cost aside, it’s a terrific thing.

November 10th – I have an odd relationship with Morris, the Brownhills Miner. I like the sculpture,  he’s well-loved, and I really appreciate the work that’s gone into making him. But when it comes down to it, it’s a 10 metre stainless steel miner, lit by blue LED lights. Pretty, but also pretty ineffective. Morris didn’t bring regeneration, or prosperity. He doesn’t symbolise a rebirth or recovery. He just stands, back to the town, holding a lamp out to see if anything better is coming, all the while reminding us of what was lost.

That’s the thing about civic pride, statuary and economics. It’s best done when you’ve fixed the other stuff. It’s not a cure all.