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john davies
notes from a small vicar
from a parish
in Liverpool, UK

    Thursday, January 01, 2004
    Calendars
     
    When I was younger (and boy, did we reminisce at our little do last night) I always spent New Years Day creating a calendar for myself for the new year. It was a cut-and-paste job which drew on the vast resources available to me in the stacks of magazines hoarded in my room. I would never chuck them away - all those NMEs, MCNs, Buzz-es, and footy programmes.

    So the resultant calendar was a sort of retro view of the images which had most grabbed me the previous year. Some years it was a mural of star faces - I guess in the late seventies we'd be talking about Barry Sheene, Bob Latchford and, er, Richie Blackmore (Christ have mercy) - other years it was more creative images: especially in those times when rock photographers such as Pennie Smith and that U2 bloke Corbijn were at their most inventive and the NME Christmas issue was a treat for the eyes... that all made it to my walls.

    Things have changed (and boy, did we harp on about that at our little do last night) and I guess blogging is the replacement activity for cutting-and-pasting today. Which does nothing to reduce the stacks of printed matter cluttering this room and many others in this house. Calendars seem somehow retro themselves these days. We're all so date-time-stamped that we rely less for information on prints hanging from the walls. But there's still something about hanging a calendar, something symbolic at the start of a new year, something that connects you to their subject.

    I shall soon be taking down the dusty old Monet 2003 calendar from the hall and replacing it with the John Lowrie Morrison one I bought on the Mull ferry in October. And on this site I've decided to feature the image from each month of the Surfers Against Sewage calendar. Now, I wouldn't know one end of a surfboard from another but I know that SAS have a good cause because I spent my formative years playing on a contaminated oily beach (the effect that had on me was speculated on at our little do last night...). So I've sent off for the calendar and in 2004 would like to promote it and the brilliant images of photographer Andy Hughes. Check the sidebar. Happy New Year.