Blackpool at night in a positive light. And things get a little bit ghostly. First collection.
I have mentioned before that I am going to take photographs of where I live and show it in a positive way because this town can get bad press.
For me there is something about the place that when you actually live here it just gets under your skin. My creative side has gone into overdrive since I have been here.
There is so much history in the place that you can almost feel it taking you back in time. Last night I was lucky enough to go onto North Pier at night with my friend Joolz who is a Photographer and local historian. The pier was opened in 1863 and is the oldest of the three Blackpool piers. It is a great pier to visit during the day but there was something about being there at night, with no other people that gives it a completely different atmosphere.
I was also lucky enough to go inside North Pier Theater at night while it was closed and I was extremely spooked as the place is supposed to be haunted and a few of odd things happened whilst we were there. Now I am quite a realist and I am the kind of person who will try to find a reason why something can happen and try to explain supernatural events away but even I couldn’t really with these.
Firstly one of the seats in the theater is supposed to be haunted by a Victorian lady. When we were walking down the aisle it became apparent that every single seat in the theater was up, except for that seat. That seat was down. Nobody had been into the theater before us so there was no explaining that one really.
The other strange thing that happened was that as Joolz and I were taking photographs of the stage both our camera’s failed us at exactly the same time and would not fire a single shot of the stage for a good 10 minutes. It didn’t matter what settings we used, and what part of the stage we focused on (we even resorting to putting the setting to automatic at one point) neither camera would fire with or without flash. It wasn’t particularly dark and we had both been taking photographs in much more testing light settings before hand.
If we focused on something other than the stage the cameras fired off perfectly well, but the minute we focused back to the stage they simply would not fire a shot. I think I managed one shot of the stage in the whole time I was there and I have to say, it appears to have a cat in it (see if you can spot it) which brings me to the next strange thing that happened.
When we were back on the pier we were both crouched down taking photographs towards the end of the pier and in my peripheral vision a black cat appeared to run past, very close to me towards where we were taking photographs. I couldn’t see it in my view finder and lowered the camera immediately expecting to see it running up the pier but there was absolutely nothing there. It was at that point that I decided I wanted to leave!
Here is a collection of some photographs from our ghostly walk last night.