Armed with a new camera over Christmas, Rhys Fullerton went wandering the streets of Broughton in search of the medium and the message.
From the tremendous to the trifling, from the trivium to the trivial, here's a selection of what he found.
When it comes to advertising in Broughton, the general thought seems to be that bigger is better.
An advertising banner apparently draped over a building but actually part of a banner idealising the building underneath is confusing enough.
But when adverts keep encouraging you to leave town then you suspect there’s a problem.
Some people blame the system.
Some people blame a shortage of youth.
I prefer the more obscure messages. Did the author mean 'contemporary', and where's the rest of the novel in red? (For those with insufficient zoom, it reads: '… I quickly cover the party, and go back inside past the flooded ashtrays, empty crates, and people yelling …'.)
I still have no idea what this design on a Bellevue Place bin means.
Sometimes it’s the more simple adverts that hit home.
Personally I’d like to see more companies adopting this approach to 'white'-van livery – homemade, handmade, cost-effective and simple, so long as you avoid the car wash.
Not everything lasts forever. How long before someone adds an H and an E?
Remember that what will be will be – and that sometimes Fate just hits you in the face for no reason.
