My shoots become progressivly more impulsive. At college I was (reluctantly) taught to plan every shoot. Biggest waste of time ever. It’s all about seizing the opertunity, which is how most of my current shoots transpire and it’s what happened tonight.
I moved out onto a fishing jetty on the pond, where I was surrounded by fog, in the middle of what felt like nothing, with the stars hanging in the sky above me, it felt like the closest thing to space that i’ll ever have the oppertunity to feel in my lifetime. This then transpired into a major buzzkill as my current set up, physically can’t capture the stars in good quality, particularly in so much fog, so I decided to whack out an incredibly cheesy photomanipulation;
After a long summer of very little creative work, and partying too hard, somewhat inspired by starting my foundation diploma and in art and design, I jumped at the opertunity of tonights sky. Unfortunatly, the focus was slightly out, but the blur is adds to the eerieness.