John Heseltine — King’s Cross, London 1982–2012
36 pages
printed in England
staple bound
14cm x 20cm
In the 1980’s London and Europe seemed a long way apart. Suddenly everything began to change and I could see evidence of this from my old studio behind King’s Cross Station. I have limited nostalgia for grimy streets and sub-standard housing, mean shops and poverty but much of my memory of London in the 1970s and 80s is coloured by such characteristics.
The area around the studio certainly had plenty of grimness which I allowed my camera to stare at, but even before the Eurostar terminal was rumoured I knew change was going to come to the area and that it would be rapid. There was an urgency to seek out the vestiges of the past, particularly the majestic gasometers and the narrow cobbled streets around them. The area is now unrecognisable and in certain ways I find myself lamenting the wholesale modernisation of London.
36 pages
printed in England
staple bound
14cm x 20cm
In the 1980’s London and Europe seemed a long way apart. Suddenly everything began to change and I could see evidence of this from my old studio behind King’s Cross Station. I have limited nostalgia for grimy streets and sub-standard housing, mean shops and poverty but much of my memory of London in the 1970s and 80s is coloured by such characteristics.
The area around the studio certainly had plenty of grimness which I allowed my camera to stare at, but even before the Eurostar terminal was rumoured I knew change was going to come to the area and that it would be rapid. There was an urgency to seek out the vestiges of the past, particularly the majestic gasometers and the narrow cobbled streets around them. The area is now unrecognisable and in certain ways I find myself lamenting the wholesale modernisation of London.
36 pages
printed in England
staple bound
14cm x 20cm
In the 1980’s London and Europe seemed a long way apart. Suddenly everything began to change and I could see evidence of this from my old studio behind King’s Cross Station. I have limited nostalgia for grimy streets and sub-standard housing, mean shops and poverty but much of my memory of London in the 1970s and 80s is coloured by such characteristics.
The area around the studio certainly had plenty of grimness which I allowed my camera to stare at, but even before the Eurostar terminal was rumoured I knew change was going to come to the area and that it would be rapid. There was an urgency to seek out the vestiges of the past, particularly the majestic gasometers and the narrow cobbled streets around them. The area is now unrecognisable and in certain ways I find myself lamenting the wholesale modernisation of London.
