Hull Of A Pony

Okay the last of my Hull and East Yorkshire pictures. I was so tempted to call this blog post Veiny Penis but thought better of it, probably would have got a lot of hits! 

One of the things I like about photography is that you are essentially converting the three dimensional into two dimensions. This is part of the challenge of making a picture, deciding how to interpret and order foreground, background, the close, the distant and everything in-between. In this case however I was just observing flat surfaces and taking pleasure noticing how people leave their mark on everyday walls, just like we have for thousands of years.