Extract: During the 1970s I attended a Lancashire secondary school. Perhaps, one of the more unusual ‘O’ Level options I chose was Art. I say, unusual, because I lacked dexterity, and couldn’t tell the difference between a Picasso and a Beano. However, several months into my Art studies, an off-shoot of the discipline presented itself, which certainly opened up an interesting divergence – photography.
So, whilst most of the other students diligently applied themselves in the Art classroom, a two-minute walk away, around the back of the school stage, over a period of months, I set to work with two long standing friends in the dark room to see how we could best exploit those unsupervised alternative curriculum hours.
