I was really taken with Jeff Pitcher‘s images of Crawley, recently published on his Facebook page, where he has tried to capture the remaining details of the original town. Whilst looking through the 300+ images I was playing a record of Tibetan Bells that I’d just bought. The mix of the two gave the images an eerie atmosphere and I thought I’d put them together for the hell of it.

I grew up near Crawley and have fond memories of visiting it in the 80’s and remember the odd spot here so his photos resonate with me. Jeff is obsessively documenting the vanishing detail of Crawley; the ‘no ball games’ signs, the elegant, 1950s stairs, the final few original doors, handles and shopfronts. The last details of this baby boomer Utopia are fading, being quietly lost, and succumbing to decay and nature.

From his FB page: Crawley was one of eight new towns built in an 20-30 mile radius of London in a plan that began in the 1940s. Each promised an infrastructure designed for cleaner living, employment, and houses rather than high-rises. Londoners poured from the over-crowded, war-scarred capital into what they saw as a brighter future.
As social housing was sold off by the Conservative government of the 1980s, so the new town dream slowly faded. Original shop frontages were replaced with loud signs and corporate logos, and libraries and police stations left to moulder. But it was the small details that went with the least noise. Previously uniform, wood-and-glass doors and Crittall windows were replaced with plastic versions, tiles torn away or concreted over, fences torn up to create parking spaces, staircases ripped out, and the simplicity of the new town was lost in a jumble of UPVC porches, double glazing and extensions.

Jeff is starting a new photography project and would like to track down Crawley residents who’ve lived in the same council/commission house since they moved here. Here’s the thing, you’ll need to have a picture of you outside that house taken in the early years of you living in the town – whether that was in the 1950s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s or beyond. He’d love to take pictures of you outside your house now, and speak to you about how the area’s changed in the intervening years. Do you fit the bill? Know someone who does? Please get in touch via email [email protected]