Tag: Wal Davies
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Playtime
Although my dad did not take photography particularly “seriously” and would never regard his images as constituting, in any sense, an “archive”, the photographs and slides I have been scanning certainly reveal a lot about him and his character. To someone who didn’t know my dad, his photographs might seem a bit confounding. My dad…
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St Martin’s
One of the things I’ve found comforting in these sad days has been scanning and organising my Dad’s old slides and photographs. Spanning the late 1950s to the 2000s, these images are not only a rich and evocative source of family memory, but are powerfully suggestive of my Dad’s creative sensibility. This is particularly evident…
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Wal Davies
My lovely dad, Wal Davies, died on August 12th, aged 89. Dad was a gentle, smart, and incredibly silly man. He was a jazz musician of extraordinary talent: from a teenager . . . to his final years. Dad loved the music deeply and unconditionally, as he loved so many things: . . .me and…
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Dizzy’s Business
Good morning! I’m here with a rather different kind of diversion today. If you’ve read Handywoman, you’ll know what a huge influence my creative dad has been on me. Dad grew up in Prestwich, and after teaching himself to play alto and tenor saxophone as a teenager, worked as a bebop musician in 1960s Manchester,…