I am Sophie-Adele Greenfield, an artist based in Brighton who works predominantly with photography. I enjoy mixing mediums and have a great interest in graphics. A lot of my work focuses around social documentary and portraiture.
The Cricketers is a photo-book that includes series of images relating to my childhood and what it was like growing up on a council estate. Over the span of four months I explored an area I lived in for nearly two decades whilst reflecting my time there through photography. In this project I take you through the norms of growing up on this estate, the misconceptions made about these communities and how I have grown up to become proud of my stomping grounds.
Basingstoke and Deane is a town in Hampshire, southern England. Its population is forever growing due to it being a commuter town to London and it has over 183,000 residents, 24% of them being under 16. Currently around 10% of children in Basingstoke are living in poverty, this increased from 4.6% during the 2020’s Coronavirus pandemic. Child poverty in the area has often grouped into communities through boroughs of Basingstoke, a few being Popley (1,2,3 & 4), South Ham and Kings Furlong.
One of the most important parts of human life is childhood. This is where you first start forming your own opinions and personality, you are exploring life for the first time whether it is through food, music or social interaction. The majority of people are misinformed when it comes to knowing who lives in a council house. Often identifying people who live in these areas as chavs, druggies, alcoholics and scroungers… the list goes on. When in fact many families who are of working class simply cannot afford to be anywhere else and consequently a lot of children in these living conditions are ashamed about their upbringing.
Thinking about my shame and embarrassment throughout my childhood due to where I lived has taken up a lot of my memories of this place I call Home. I would lie constantly growing up about my living situation because I thought people would think less of me. Now that I’m older I have realised that I would have never turned into the person I am today without growing up in this area.
This book is dedicated to Ellie & Joan Greenfield (my mother and grandmother), thank you for always supporting me, and my lovely photographer teacher who introduced me to this medium nine years ago, Paula Robinson.
"Creaking floorboards and broken doorbell's.
Shoes worn only a handful of times placed on the rack, untouched for years and collecting dust.
The smell of fresh washing and cigarette smoke.
A peculiar scent, but to me it is a reminder of home."