One of the consequences of my Mum's death is that I'm having to sort through all my junk I had stored at her place. In one box, I found 3 old APS films that I shot in the late 90s. I sent them for scanning at Photo Express, and the results dropped on my desk this morning. Amongst the images were a small selection of shots from my first trip to Budapest, in late 1999. I was there to report on the emerging commercial property market for Europroperty.
I returned some years later, and you can see the results elsewhere on this blog, but, while the later pictures are objectively better, I kinda like the colourful simplicity of the earlier ones. It does catch the mood of the city at the time, as you can see in the next shot:
I returned some years later, and you can see the results elsewhere on this blog, but, while the later pictures are objectively better, I kinda like the colourful simplicity of the earlier ones. It does catch the mood of the city at the time, as you can see in the next shot:
Budapest was a hive of possibilities back then, and I rather like the vaguely annoyed looking workman on the bottom right of the image (nearly obscured by one of my fingers. Ahem.) who is clearly working around the assembled property hacks in cheap suits on the building site.
This image is almost enough to make me miss full-time journalism. Almost.
This image is almost enough to make me miss full-time journalism. Almost.
