Sunday, May 22, 2011

Inspiration

Living in a society where civilization is a synonym of technological development and economical improvement while the same time a big amount of the world population lives under the poverty limit. Where the social recognition implies the consuming ability and the economical power, I decided to explore the society and document people who work or live in the streets. The Final Major Project is a photo documentary about people we meet in our daily life but we ignore, thinking that they are immoral and corrupt criminals. In some other cases people assume that they are lazy and not clever enough that's why they ended up begging in the streets and they are "all" alcohol and drug addicts.  In some other occasions they are them who take advantage of tax payers as they do not "produce" any good for society while the same time all taxpayers work for the Royal Family, private corporations and numerous of institutions which  they impose laws and regulations beneficial only for the upper class. Living in a world where educational system trains humans to live under of an economic slavery and keeping them in ignorance i turned my interest in people who either from choice or accidently live in poverty. My aim was from one hand to brake down the fear of socializing with people who are labeled as dangerous and in the other hand to create an anthropocentric photo-documentary. I started capturing poverty when i first visited London. The scenes of poverty in contrast with the wealth projection contributed the production of the following images.

                                           











After the documentation of human conditions in the capital of the country  my next destination was Manchester. This time with a dictophone trying to approach my subject as closer as it could be possible."if your photographs are not good enough you are not close enough"Robert Cappa.

Saturday, May 21, 2011

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Enjoy Life in 1/125 Second
Marc Riboud
Marc Riboud takes three steps at a time and runs down two floors on the spiralling wooden stairs to meet me. Rue Monsieur Le Prince, 6th arrondissement, Paris. Every visitor of the house is given a guided tour, a brief account of its checkered history. The house has witnessed the French revolution. At that time, the street it is located on was briefly named Rue de la Libertė. On 24 June 2008, Marc Riboud celebrated his 85th birthday here.
In the house’s second backyard, he tells some saucy details. In the small apartments with a front garden, high-ranking government officials received their mistresses in former times. Is this still going on today? A mischievous smile is the answer.
Marc Riboud tackles the events, he wants to capture them with his cameras. His self-confessed obsession is to turn the most powerful moments of life into photographs. He likes to get close; hands and faces of people feature prominently in many of his photographs, that is, only centimeters away from his lens – they could touch him while he takes the photograph.
Jane Rose by Marc Riboud
“Washington, D.C., 21 October 1967. While taking part in a march for peace in Vietnam outside the Pentagon, Jane Rose Kasmir shows a beautiful face of the American youth.” This is the subtitle of one of Riboud’s most famous photographs. To the left, the leather gloves and bayonets of the National Guard, to the right, this enraptured young woman with a flower close to her face. Riboud does not picture the fight of the ideologies, government power versus peace movement, he finds a brief moment of poetry in politics. As a result, he creates a picture telling of an entire generation and remaining in the memory of mankind. He was a member of the Magnum photographers’ agency, in earlier days he cooperated with Henri Cartier-Bresson, Robert Capa and a handful of outstanding reporters. They all were witnesses of the major events of the 20th century.
Riboud liked to photograph people in situations of social upheaval, when emotions were running high – because this produced pictures which were up to his ideas. Intensity is his credo, but independence is as important to him. After WW II and the Résistance, he was a student of civil engineering, worked in a factory for three years, went on vacation in 1951, took photos of a theater festival in his hometown of Lyons and “forgot” to return. He has been on the move to this day, at first in the big cities of Europe and New York. There, he discovers photography in the big museums. Nothing can keep him any longer and he sets out on major journeys. Heading for India in a Land Rover, across China during the Cultural Revolution, in the cold-war Soviet Union for months, then, in 1960, to witness the struggles for independence in Africa, Cambodia, Vietnam. Back in Paris, at the time of the May of ’68, again China, later on the United States – up to this day, Riboud does not go anywhere in the world without at least one camera. He “enjoys life in 1/125 second” – the shutter speed to capture fleeting movements.
One room of Riboud’s spacious apartment is reserved for the legend. Half a century is preserved in countless grey, precisely labelled cardboard boxes. An archive of major moments maintained by diligent assistants. Riboud’s eyes sparkle behind his big glasses which he wears at home. He is tanned and quick on his legs, snaps at an assistant who does not know where the box labelled “Huang Chan, China” is, but calms down quickly because the assistant is new in the realm of pictures. His white, untamed hair suits him. It is the sign of a free spirit. He may be called an artist -“si vous voulez”, but he rejects the affectations of the art market. He favors qualities, mainly those of human behavior, which are at least as important to him as his visual passion.
He likes to sell good, new enlargements of his pictures. But the old, black-and-white originals from which prints were also made are reserved for his children. A moving heritage, these vintage prints made from the just developed film shortly after the pictures were taken. One of them shows Zazou who, totally relaxed, paints the Eiffel Tower. Riboud was dizzy up there, but the picture appeared in Life Magazine and Riboud was in business.
My tribute to Marc Riboud: Two great books and the camera I used, when I tryed to take pictures like him…Here you get an overview of all the great books, like the one I love most: Capital of Heaven, about the mountains of Huang Shan in China.
Sometimes, he changes the subject, falls silent and is somewhat lost in the impressions which surround the pictures, maybe in the off sounds and smells which only he is aware of. To him, photographs are no mere construed ideas, because the eye is there to see, not to think.
Riboud’s portraits add a sensual dimension to our knowledge of the great personalities of world history. Sartre, Malraux, Mao, Churchill, never set up, always live, intensive; and when something is wrong and artificial, it is clearly to detect in black and white. For instance, with De Gaulle who was not one of Riboud’s favorites. To the young May of ‘68 revolutionaries, he was a long-nosed caricature. Riboud was there – his emphatic pictures of street fighting, discussions and movements in Paris where on show near his apartment in Place de la Sorbonne, outside in the street, for everybody to look at. This is were France´s intellectual heart beats, this is where the students, major publishing houses and bookstores are. Riboud is at the center of it, but his packed bag is placed beside the entrance door of his apartment. He is on the move, down the stairs in large steps, to the Metro, to the train station and into the world, to make preparations for the next exhibition. There will be many in the next years.

In the wake of the Great Depression two photo documentaries visualised the conditions of work and life of the American farming population, suffering the calamities of drought and economic poverty. Here, Hans Durrer discusses both these projects that were instrumental in defining documentary photography.

1Left: Like this one, all photographs illustrating this article, are from the FSA project "Let us now praise famous men"
Imbuing fact with feeling. The term documentary was coined in the late 1920s by the British film maker John Grierson, and stands for the truthful depiction of reality while at the same time imbuing facts with feeling. It is "an approach that makes use of the artistic faculties to givevivification to facts" as Walt Whitman defined the place of poetry in the world. In the words of Walter Sussman: "... the whole idea of documentary — not with words alone but with sight and sound — makes it possible to see, know, and feel the details of life, to feel oneself part of some other's experience."
Documentary, despite it sounding rather soulless, signifies the primacy of feeling over fact, and consists, essentially, of a deeply humanistic take on the real world, for, as Stott pointed out: "A document, when human, is the opposite of the official kind; it is not objective but thoroughly personal." Yet the purpose of documentary photography was to reach beyond the self, its intention was, as Dorothea Lange and Paul Taylor explained, "to let the subjects, the living participants of a social reality,speak to you face to face. Having looked at a documentary book, you could no longer be ignorant of them. You had seen their faces."
In 1929, the stock market crashed, and in the 1930s the Great Depression held America in its grip. Unemployment in 1933 approached 48 million, skilled and unskilled workers were affected, and no group was exempt from wage reductions. Persistent drought and misuse of land forced families to migrate from the heartland to the west in search for jobs and arable land. One of the projects that the Roosevelt government brought under way was the Resettlement Administration, a division of the Department of Agriculture. Its goal was "to revitalize a number of existing farm relief and housing operations," and to alleviate suffering "by providing resettlement loans to farmers and work programs for the urban unemployed."
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The FSA project. The Historic Section of the Resettlement Administration, later the Farm Security Administration (FSA), started the most ambitious photographic project of that period — and one of the most ambitious of all time. As Rosenblum explains: "The project represented the New Deal's understanding that a visual documentation of conditions of work and life faced by farmers who suffered the calamities of drought and economic depression, and were in the process of being driven permanently from the land, was required to justify Federal expenditures for relief projects. Eventually in response to Congressional displeasure at the depiction of unrelieved poverty, photographers were directed to portray more positive aspects of the national experience."
In 1936, Fortune magazine decided to send its reporter James Agee to the South to portray a white tenant farmer and his family. This was exactly the kind of work that got Agee excited. He had been on the brink of resigning from the magazine because he "was growing bored with his assignments on such lifeless topics as glass, jewelry and Colonial Williamsburg," yet this assignment made him postpone leaving. He had only one request, he wanted the FSA photographer Walker Evans to accompany him to take the pictures.
The task the FSA photographers were confronted with was not only to document agrarian distress, for behind it lay the "... larger issues of meaning and identity. Moreover, they were being asked to consider and to portray people, especially in the South, who had already been effectively typecast as hopeless cases," writes Jeffrey. In the words of Greil Marcus: "In some ways they — the tenant farmers — lived like peasants on latifundios in El Salvador today; in almost every way they did not live in the United States as, even during the Depression, it was commonly understood. Living at the very margins of the economy, they were all but outside of history."
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Hale County, Alabama. When Agee and Evans — respectively 27, and 33 years old — finally set out for the South, they did so with the best of intentions. Their's would be a gentle approach, any exploitation was to be avoided. Both were strong individualists, and they did not intend to turn their assignment into a propaganda mission. Unsurprisingly, the start proved to be difficult — "... the rural southerners they met regarded the two journalists from New York with suspicion." Eventually, in Hale County, Alabama, after searching for more than a month, they won the hearts of three tenant families who grew cotton, the Burroughses, the Tingles, and the Fieldses — who became known as the Gudgers, the Ricketts, and the Woods.
Needless to say, it is a daring and highly problematic undertaking to spend so much time with, and around, people who are down and out with the eventual purpose of using them, albeit with good intentions. As Agee put it: "It seems to me curious, not to say obscene and thoroughly terrifying, that it could occur to an association of human beings drawn together through need and chance and for profit into a company, an organ of journalism, to pry intimately into the lives of an undefended and appallingly damaged group of human beings, an ignorant and helpless rural family, for the purpose of parading the nakedness, disadvantage and humiliation of these lives before another group of human beings, in the name of science, of "honest journalism" (whatever that paradox may mean), of humanity, of social fearlessness, for money, and for a reputation for crusading and for unbias which, when skillfully enough qualified, is exchangeable at any bank for money (and in politics, for votes, job patronage, abelincolnism), and that these people could be capable of meditating this prospect without the slightest doubt of their qualification to do an "honest" piece of work, and with a conscience better than clear, and in the virtual certitude of almost unanimous approval."
4Let us now praise famous men. What emerged from this challenge was not the magazine article accompanied by photographs they originally were assigned to do but a volume of five hundred pages. It goes without saying that their editors atFortune were not enchanted — this was a text at least ten times longer as they had wanted. Yet above all: in no respect did this work fit the categories in demand at the time. "In brief, it was ... too long, too personal, and too violent," as Stott phrased it.

In any case: delivering a five hundred page piece to a magazine is asking for trouble and it does not seem unlikely that this was exactly what Agee had been up to. It was an enthralling and, at the same time, arduous text, not fitting any category — a "combination of poetic mediation and plain reportage on everyday life, of weather and landscape and eruptions of love and bitterness," Marcus writes — it is the kind of book publishers prefer to not lay hands on. That it finally came out was due to Eunice Jessup, a friend of Agee and editor at Houghton Mifflin, who strongly recommended and, subsequently — the book sold not more than 300 copies [1] — lost her job over it.
The book was finally published in September 1941. By then Europe had fallen and the Battle of Britain entered the terrible months of the Blitz — the time for launching such a book could hardly have been worse. Moreover, everything that could be said by that time about tenancy seemed to have already been said, and, last but not least, Let us now praise famous men was not at all the kind of book that would give itself easily to the readers. And as far as Agee was concerned, it did not want to: "Official acceptance is the one unmistakable symptom that salvation is beaten again, and it is the one surest sign of fatal misunderstanding, and is the kiss of Judas."
It is ironic that Let us now praise famous men has come to be seen as characterising America in the 1930s, for its unfortunate publishing history alone illustrates clearly that it was not at all perceived to be an expression of the times — the then bestseller was You have seen their faces, the Uncle Tom's Cabin of tenant farming as it was called.
You have seen their faces appeared in November 1937 when the sharecroppers were a prominent topic. Caldwell's text expressed what the sociologists, government officials and journalists had been saying all along: that no plan so far was sufficient, that re-education and supervision was needed, and that mono-crop agriculture was disastrous. It was an acceptable, liberal, and conventional text — the kind most editors like. Yet it most probably would not have sold so well would it have not been for the photos of Bourke-White. She showed people that were "bare, defenseless before the camera and its stunning flash. No dignity seems left them: we see their meager fly-infested meals, their soiled linen; we see them spotlit in the raptures of a revival meeting, a woman's arms frozen absurdly in the air; we see a preacher taken in peroration, his mouth and nostrils open like a hyena's," writes Stott.
Her pictures were spectacular, and the ironic captions made them stand out even more. A sharecropper, for instance, with a furrowed face and watering eyes was made to say: "A man learns not to expect much after he's farmed cotton all his life." Although the authors had made it clear that the captions were not intended to reflect the sentiments of the people portrayed but were a reflection of their own view, one cannot but feel taken aback by the condescension and arrogance displayed. Nevertheless, You have seen their faces was "inventive" and "unprecedented in the scale of its pictures and its many layered relations between the pictures and the text," writes the critic Alan Trachtenberg. Text and words were given equal prominence — an approach that is, unfortunately, still not very common.
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You have seen their facesLet us now praise famous men was of an entirely different spirit — it invented documentary. Evans and Agee had attempted to capture reality as it unfolded in front of their eyes. They wanted to record their experience of this world, and they did so obsessively — Agee documented his reaction to, literally, everything — yet with respect for the people they portrayed. This implied that "the reality treated is in no way tampered with. Nothing is imposed on experience," as Stott elaborates. There is no arranging in the way Evans went about his photographing; it is about being there, and being open for the moment that Agee described as "... all of consciousness is shifted from the imagined, the revisive, to the effort to perceive simply the cruel radiance of what is. This is why the camera seems to me, next to unassisted and weaponless consciousness, the central instrument of our time."
To perceive the things as they are, this is what Agee calls for. It is also what Dorothea Lange argues for: "That frame of mind that you need to make a very fine picture of a very wonderful thing, is different from the frame of mind of being on the pavement, jostled and pushed and circulating and rubbing against people with no identity. You cannot do it by not being lost yourself."
Margaret Bourke-White, on the other hand, practised the art of stealing pictures — "seldom," she writes — and rearranging scenes her way, despite saying that "the love of truth ... is requisite No.1 for a photographer." She looks for the spectacular, the extraordinary, the drama — what editors usually are asking for, then and now. "She was after the most extreme signs of poverty and degradation she could find," so the Evans biographer Rathbone. The contrast to Evans' approach could hardly have been greater. In the words of Stott: "Evans does not expose the reality he treats, he reveals it — or better, he lets it reveal itself. He does not seek out, he in fact avoids the spectacular, the odd, the piteous, the unseemly. Bud Woods' skin cancer, the Rickettses' "stinking beds," the horde of flies on the tenants' food and on their children's faces — these he does not show, though Bourke-White and Russell Lee showed them. He shows instead Bud Woods with a bandanna on his shoulder covering his sores, as one would naturally cover them from a stranger's eyes; he shows the Gudgers' neatly made bed; he shows an infant asleep beneath a flour sack to keep the flies off him. In short, he records people when they are most themselves, most in command, as they impose their will on the environment. He seeks normal human realities, but ones that have taken a form of such elegance that they speak beyond their immediate existence. These realities are the material of his art, which he calls "transcendent documentary photography": the making of images whose meanings surpass the local circumstances that provided their occasion."
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The journalist's dilemma. Being around their farmer families for quite some time naturally created an intimacy that was difficult to escape. It is the journalist's dilemma that in order to get access to reliable information, they need the people to trust them, and that in order to make a living, they would have to exploit this trust. Evans and Agee knew that, eventually, they would betray their hosts. When they finally, after having extended their initially planned two weeks stay to three months, returned to New York, they "felt as much guilt as they had setting out." A few months later, Flora Bee Tingle wrote to Evans: "I sure was heart broken to see you leaving down hear. I was already heart broken but you Broken My Heart worser."
There is no doubt: Let us now praise famous men and You have seen their faceswere instrumental in defining documentary. Alan Trachtenberg expressed his hope that we may come to see "these two imaginative works less as antagonists than as coinhabitants of the same historical and cultural space." Yet as much as these two were coinhabitants of the same time and space, they stood, and still stand, for totally antagonistic values — the self-reflective, and genuine trip of inquiry, concerned with the whole process of documenting (Agee and Evans), versus the cool professional arrogance mainly interested in the usability of the endeavour (Caldwell and Bourke-White).
http://www.icce.rug.nl/~soundscapes/VOLUME09/Documentary_photography_in_the_1930s.shtml

Gordon Parks

Gordon Parks was the first African American photographer for LIFE magazine. A visual artist who captured the trials and joys of African Americans…

American Gothic
 His first photographs of Washington were portraits of workers on the street and children in a housing project in the city's Anacostia neighborhood. Parks soon learned that photographing intolerance "was not so easy as I assumed it would be. " Then Stryker suggested that he speak to Ella Watson, a government char woman also working at the FSA. She became perhaps his most important subject.
In August 1942 Parks listened as Watson told her story. "She had struggled alone after her mother had died and her father had been killed by a lynch mob," he recalls.
"She had gone through high school, married and become pregnant. Her husband was accidentally shot to death two days before the daughter was born. By the time the daughter was eighteen she had given birth to two illegitimate children, dying two weeks after the second child's birth. What's more, the first child had been stricken with paralysis a year before its mother died. Now this woman was bringing up these grandchildren on a salary hardly suitable for one person."
After hearing these words Parks asked if he could photograph her. He then exposed his first negatives of Watson, producing a series of images that today are icons of American culture. His first and best known picture of her is American Gothic,1942. It shows a dignified and serious woman staring straight into Parks's lens. His simple, geometric composition mimics her imperturbable stare. Looking straight into her stolid eyes, one is drawn into her world, right through any stereotypical or prototypical barriers that might normally be established by her appearance. She is posed like the farmer in Grant Wood's archetypal composition American Gothic, 1930, holding a broom and mop in place of the farmer's pitchfork. Behind her, hanging from above and filling the frame like a powerful, translucent beacon of irony, is the American flag. "Stryker thought it was just about the end," remembers Parks. "He said, 'My God, this can't be published, but it's a start."
Ella Watson's gaze out of this photograph is truly transcendent. One glimpse into her eyes reveals the depth of her understanding, of the dichotomy between beauty and tragedy, and the irony implied by the limp flag hanging over her head. Clearly, a humanistic connection - a strong relationship based on some form of mutual understanding - was made between the photographer and his subject. It is apparent in this photograph that Parks, early in his career, was able to listen, understand, and silently convey his own compassion for Watson as a complex individual with a serious story to tell. It is Parks who posed Watson, who constructed the stark visual ambiguity of the scene, and whose eyes met hers at the moment the portrait was made. She looks directly at him as he stands in for the rest of us who have since encountered her stare. Here, for the first time, he was able to surpass his own feelings to express his understanding of her experience. Consequently, this photograph has become a portrait of both America and one unique individual. "Photographing bigotry was, as Stryker had warned, very difficult," wrote Parks. "The evil of its effect however, was discernable in the black faces of the oppressed and their blighted neighborhood lying within the shadows of the Capitol. It was in those shadows that the charwoman lived, and I followed her through them - to her dark house, her storefront church; to her small happinesses and daily frustrations."
Parks continued to photograph Watson and her family during the ensuing months. Following on the heels of his project about poverty in Chicago's south side, her story became his second sustained photographic essay. Watson was for him symbolic of the oppression he experienced - both in Washington and in Kansas as a child - yet Parks sought to picture her life as one filled with love and spirituality as well as one fraught with difficulty. He accompanied her between work and home and photographed her environment: her apartment, street, church, and grocery store. He also depicted her adopted daughter and young grandchildren growing up in this segregated environment, creating a framework for investigating the effects of bigotry on one family and showing the various ways they had risen above them. One of the most complex and enlightening of these images is Ella Watson and Her Grandchildren, August 1942. This multilayered image cleverly unveils four generations of Watson's family together in her home. The photograph is divided into binary sections that each convey different impressions. The tension between these parts creates a meaningful narrative that begs questions about her past and the unknowable future awaiting her grandchildren.
On the left side of this picture Watson sits in her kitchen surrounded by the kids. She has just finished feeding them and everyone is relaxing, lost in thought on a hot summer evening. This domestic scene might be one from a play, framed by curtains on the left and the vertical door frame on the right. The lighting is also theatrical. As Parks looks in with his camera from outside the room, their space seems to recede illusionistically like a stage set. One sees right through to the back door and into the August twilight. The family is posed as though in a painting; Watson cradles her youngest grandchild on her lap, recalling innumerable works of art throughout history that depict a mother and child, symbols of birth and hope for the future. This is a tight knit family group that also brings to mind the Depression era portraits of sharecropper families by Delano, Evans, and Lee.
Parks's photograph is bisected vertically by the geometry of the kitchen door. While the left side portrays the family realistically - they are posed much in the spirit of 1930s documentary representation - the right side emerges like an otherworldly dream, a translucent reflection of, or counterpoint to, the theatrically constructed scene opposite. Watson's adopted daughter appears as an apparition in a hazy mirror. She is relaxed and seated, yet seems to hover within its frame. The curve created by the hem of her dress echoes the camber of the mirror as well as the lyrical calligraphy incised on the dresser under the looking glass. Like Orpheus gazing at his reflection to ponder his memories, the introspective look on the daughter's face mirrors that of Watson herself, she symbolizes a young Ella daydreaming about her future. Indeed, the daughter is smiling and looking directly at a framed photograph of an elegantly dressed couple who are, as Parks remembers, Watson's parents. They appear as a page from her family album that, after so much tragedy, emotionally connects the different people in the picture. These astutely composed links bring together each generation of the family as one, echoing Parks's portrayal of Watson as an individual with a past and a future, dreams and a harshly real present. The photograph collapses four generations of history into one complex tableau that represents both individual and collective experience.





http://www.masters-of-photography.com/P/parks/parks_articles2.html

Wednesday, May 18, 2011


Higher education cuts hit home


04 February 2011

Universities in England will lose £940 million in funding in the next financial year with severe cuts to capital budgets and teaching.
University leaders have learned the full extent of the austerity ahead for the higher education sector as the Higher Education Funding Council for England (Hefce) announced cuts to budgets from April 2011.
In the next financial year, £4339 million will be allocated to universities for teaching representing a further reduction of £180 million (4 per cent). The research budget will also be cut by £17.4 million (1.1 per cent) in the coming financial year and this reduced funding will be allocated more selectively. In practice, this means that research rated 2* - internationally recognised in terms of originality, significance and rigour - will not receive 'quality related' funding from Hefce. Instead this funding will be focused on 3* and 4* research - that rated as 'internationally excellent' and 'world-leading' - as demanded by the Department of Business Innovation and Skills when it allocated funding for higher education in December last year.
Budget cuts
More cuts for higher education
The cuts will take effect in two months and have an impact on teaching and research for the remainder of the academic year and in to the future. 
Alan Langlands, chief executive of Hefce called it a 'challenging financial settlement' but noted that institutions had anticipated the difficulties ahead and already taken actions to cope with the cut in funding.                  
The science capital budget, which lies outside the science ring fence and funds infrastructure projects, will be drastically slashed from £158 million previously to £53 million in 2011-12, representing a 66 per cent decrease. This cut will make securing funding for new equipment and facilities at universities increasingly difficult and may force increased pooling of resources between institutions. 
Director general of the Russell Group of universities, Wendy Piatt, is concerned that cuts to capital spend will create long-term difficulties for UK universities and that significant cuts to the teaching budget for 2011-12 will 'reduce the resources available to us to teach students who are already at university, and those who will start their courses next year.' 
Tom Welton, head of the chemistry department at Imperial College London, agrees that the loss of Hefce funding and the time lag until increased fees are introduced in 2012 will be very damaging to science departments and institutions across the country. He also thinks the statement that science has been ring-fenced is misleading. 'Exactly the same amount of money is being withdrawn from the teaching of chemistry as is being withdrawn from the teaching of history. It is just that chemistry is more expensive to teach so the cut does not completely wipe out the budget.' 
Leila Sattary 

Tuesday, May 17, 2011


It is estimated that at any point in time there are around 700 people sleeping rough in Great Britain, which equates to around 7,000 people over the period of one year. Rough sleepers meet the legal definition of homelessness as they do not have secure or adequate accommodation.

Description
People sleeping rough on the streets.
Rationale for inclusion in Hidden Homelessness definition
Rough sleepers clearly meet the legal definition of homelessness.
Risk of homelessness
High - as above, rough sleepers clearly meet the legal definition of homelessness.
Issues relating to subgroups
None.
Overlap with other groups
Many of the people sleeping rough some but not all of the time will be the same as those in other categories of homelessness. For example, someone who sometimes sleeps rough may well also sometimes be staying in a hostel or on a temporary basis with friends or relatives.
Estimated numbers
Around 700 on any one night.[1] This equates to around 7,000 over the period of a year.
Issues relating to the calculation
There are currently no national records of the flow of rough sleepers and most areas do not have such local records. Rather, estimates for the numbers of rough sleepers are only available on a somewhat ad hoc basis via particular one-off data collections which are typically made on a ‘snapshot' basis (i.e. the number of rough sleepers on a given night or a given week.

Any daily ‘snapshot' count will be smaller than the total number of people who sleep rough at some point in any year, with some evidence suggesting a factor of 10.[2] Using this scaling factor would give a total estimate of around 7,000 people sleeping rough at some time during a given year.
Data source
Specific surveys as referenced in the end note.
Adequacy of the calculation
Medium - while some of the precise estimates above are out-of-date and therefore subject to considerable uncertainty, it is clear that the overall scale of rough sleeping is relatively small.

[1] For England, the latest estimate is 500 people on any single night as of June 2006 - see the DCLG website on rough sleeping estimates in England.
For Scotland, the latest estimate appears to be for October 2003 by the Scottish Executive: 328 people sleeping rough at some time in any given week. Previous analysis by the Scottish Executive suggests that the number sleeping rough on any single night is around a quarter of the weekly total, i.e. around 80.
For Wales, the latest estimate appears to be for 1999 by Rough Sleepers Cymru, an alliance of Welsh homelessness organisations: around 150 people on any single night. 
[2] Broadway, which manages the CHAIN database, found that 3112 clients were contacted by outreach teams in London in 2004/05. The benefits and limitations of assessing the numbers of people sleeping rough through counts on a single night were discussed in detail in the evaluation of RSI (Randall and Brown, 1999).
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