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.
Before we get cracking, these photos belong to Felix Russel-Saw, and are shots of us on site, rather than shots of the site. I chose to do this simply because our other shoots don’t flaunt the good times we’ve had during infiltrations. Copyrights belong to Felix and If you’d like contact details to purchase prints, or request photographic service, let me know and I’ll pass on your details to him.
Armed with tripod and iPod, I went over to the ponds for tonight’s shoot (lack of car seriously limits my options). It’s too light so I end up having to wait for the sun to set further behind the curvature of the earth. I see a group of kids armed with flashlights heading undoubtably towards Pyestock, and I shed a metaphorical tear for the vandalism about to happen. Anyway heres the fruits of tonight: