On 21st October 2020, the celebrated photographer, Frank Horvat passed away at the age of 92.
Frank was born in April 1928 in the Croatian town of Opatija (then part of Italy and known as Abbazia), into a family of Jewish, Central European descent. He discovered photography in his teens and swapped his stamp collection in order to obtain his first camera.
Frank would go on to live in numerous countries including India, the USA, England and Switzerland. It was in France that he would finally settle however, establishing himself as an acclaimed fashion photographer. Despite this speciality, Frank was also a skilled photojournalist and, throughout the 1950s, he snapped a series of evocative photographs on the streets of London.
Such wonderful pictures! That is a stern-looking group of Salvation Army ladies 🙂
Thanks Kate; and yes you wouldn’t want to mess with them!
Fantastic photos and history I grew up in London just like that and on my 21 st birthday my future wife and I got treated to a meal in the Cafe Royal wonderful memories thanks Rob
You’re very welcome Bill, glad you enjoyed them.
What great pictures and how times have changed so much.
Thanks Tracey 🙂 Hope you’re keeping well.
My London when I was a child. I stood on London Bridge mant times admiring Tower bridge, and the cranes were the view of my childhood. That must have been a good mirror, as 55 shillings was a lot of money then. Close to a week’s wages for my dad in 1955.
I was glad when Club Row Pet Market was closed down. I dread to think of the conditions those animals endured.
Best wishes, Pete.
Thanks Pete, couldn’t agree more about Club Row Market. Hope you’re keeping well.
I love old photos. Especially like the people Knitting and reading on the tube, how different from today !!
Thanks, glad you like them 😉
1959 was the year I joined the Met Police, those traffic gauntlets worn by the Officer on point duty were heavy plastic, they got heavier as the shift went on
That’s interesting Desmond, I wasn’t aware of that- always assumed they were fabric! Thanks and stay well.
In the policeman shot he is directing 2 cabs. Great pictures on bygone Kondon.
Good spot, didn’t notice that!
Noticeable most on suits properly dressed unlike the rags and torn Jean’s some people go to work in now days.
Very true Chris.
mmm,yes. But i think most men had only one suit which they wore day in day out. Not dry cleaning them often. Also, in the 1950s most of us had no bathroom as such. It was a weekly visit to the public baths or getting out the tin bath once a week. Redolent times. I can remember the stale sweat on the armpits or City workers when I started work in 1969 traveling into town on the train and Central line from Essex (where we’d move to get an indoor bathroom though still only bathing once a week because of the cost of heating the water). oh,yes, young people, we had it easy.