Home Bones

Growing up, the world was taller but also quieter. As my bones grew, I felt my home grow too. The city was always big, but it was where my roots were. We grew up with close friends and family who lived streets away. In winter we'd all sit in front of fires together and roast chestnuts. We'd lie in the park and have huge picnics with our white knee-high socks and bruised elbows. The nights were always short, there was too much to be explored, so much to be done. I would trace patterns with my fingers on the carpet at 5am waiting for everyone to wake up. My friends and I would eat ice creams and dip our feet in the fountains of the town. We drew maps of what we thought the world looked like and we grew Ribena stains on our frocks. We spent days walking the streets of Kensington in rows of two with our plaid uniforms dragging clipboards and kicking sticks. My cousins and I would pick strawberries from my Grandpa's vegetable patch on the weekends. There was always action.

As I grew more, I began to explore the city alone. It was always good to me. The people would smile, they would help and they somewhat felt like a distant family. I saw the streets bustle with life, music, dancing and all other things. Nothing is ever quiet in London, there is always song or chatter. Sometimes it saddens me that it's so over-run by people, the streets I used to walk are now overflowing into the busy roads, foreign voices shouting in angry tones and cameras being pushed around. Maybe I'm just more aware now. It's still my home, no matter how scary it may sometimes feel with so much newness. These are some of my very first photojournalistic street photos I have taken, something new to practise and get to grips with. These are photos of home.

The local cricket team playing in the park where we live.

A Russian speaking woman who hummed on the Underground.

Olivia barefoot in Trafalgar Square.

Jubilee flags.

In a dusty cafe.

Little boy racing trains on the railway bridge.

A couple admiring a baby.

Resting with Holly.

Setting up games on the lawn.

Jubilee party.

Lovers dining at the lake at sunset.

Girls waiting at the local horse show.

Little girl looking in.

Kids dancing in the street.

Sleepy family walking.

Drinking milkshakes.

Morris dancers.

Lady reading.

Playing in the summer rain.


  1. I fell in love with the deep vintage feel of the photographs. It looks like something from an old film.

    P on the

    1. This is my favourite post on this blog <3,this photography is breathtaking, more photos like these please :)

      Aleksandra on the

      1. This is beautiful in so many ways!! I have always wanted to visit London and this has sealed the deal for me. I love the black and white tones you use too. :)

        Amy Ryan on the

        1. these are wonderful, Kitty! Can't wait to see more. xx
          1. How do you take photographs so full of life? When I see strangers they don't do anything pretty or interesting. Its like nothing good happens in my town!! I like the black and white tones, it feels very vintage and dusty.

            Carmina on the

            1. A new side of Kitty you've shown us now ~~ I really loved the feeling you have captured in every picture! I love the story you've written. Childhood memories are always something we ought to remember as much as we can. The lady in the dusty cafe, the lady reading and the little girl looking inside give me a really nice feeling. It's like I'm looking at a really beautiful old movie. I am also fascinated by the park that you have near <3 I think that it's absolutely amazing having a green corner so close to your home. I think you are doing a really good job with photojurnalism but don't forget to learn from the masters out there and consider focusing on shapes(since I remember that these are also important at times in these kinds of photos). *hugs*
              1. the "little girl looking in" photo is just so cute and admirable. I like the way you capture kids in act. Love your work.
                1. Kitty, these photos are beyond beautiful. They are so powerful and genuine and real and beautiful. I can't wait to see more of this kind of photography from you, love! xx
                  1. I'm going to be as sincere as I can. I know this is out of your comfort zone, Kitty, but let me tell you.... these photos are incredible. They look really really good. I love the expressions you captured and the unexpected moments you noticed. Great observer. I loved that you put all of them in black and white. It's really easy for us to lose ourselves in the colors. But without them, you take us to people's emotions. You searched for their souls and they all tell us stories. Congratulations, dreamer, you have become even better.

                    InĂªs Nepo on the

                    1. Lovely photos Kitty! I had a go at doing some event photos for our jubilee party, it was so much fun. Felt funny at times though when taking pictures of people without them knowing! Almost felt like a spy haha xx
                      1. These are so lovely, Kitty! Looks like a new output for your talent has been found :] Keep snapping away! xx
                        1. Beautiful images, Kitty. I especially love the ones at Fulham Palace, that's my favourite little bit of green when I need to escape my garden-less flat :-) x
                          1. Wonderful images :) I miss London!
                            1. My favourite is 'setting up games on the lawn' because it seems like it could be from any time period. Gorgeous!
                              1. So honest and beautiful, wonderful work as always Kitty! I love every photo, but the one at the dusty cafe stands out, it's magical. I love seeing street photos of people, because each person is so different and I like to imagine the story behind them, what they're thinking. It's fascinating. I adore your stories as well, it sounds like you had some magical childhood and teenage years <3
                                1. This picture in a cafe is stunningly beautiful. How do you deal with street photography? Do you just approach the people and ask them if you can take their picture? I find it very difficult to get a picture that doesn't look posed after asking. Yet, if I don't ask or only ask afterwards, people usually get a bit angry about having their pictures taken without being asked before...

                                  Ailin on the

                                  1. Wow, I loved this post, your blog is quickly becoming one of my favourites. Stunning photography and inspirational words! Perfect.
                                    1. I love the way you're writing and the photos are magnificant

                                      Vita E. S on the