Martin Parr

I found Martin Parr’s book, the Last Resort, in a lbrary some years ago, while I was looking for something else.
I spent a lot of time at New Brighton in the eighties, it was then the resort you went to when you couldn’t afford to go anywhere else. Punters who can’t afford to travel to a more desirable resort don’t spend enough to keep a place afloat, so the place was on its knees.
In Victorian times, the resort did rival Brighton itself, travel was difficult and New Brighton had everything.
I found Martin Parr’s pictures very moving. It was like seeing photos of Marilyn Monroe as a homeless old lady.
Martin captured New Brighton perfectly, just as it was – grubby, run-down, and truly the Last Resort.
Needless to say, I’ve been a fan ever since.

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