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;
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:
So theres nothing more manly than fire. So improvised flamethrowers using a plastic bottle, hairspray and a lighter are pretty interesting to muck about with. I will post more once my face transplant is a success..
Appologies for the lack of posting over easter. I’ve done several shoots just been too drunk or too lazy to actually upload anything onto the blog. Anyway, tonight I went down to the reserve to shoot tonights beautifully clear sky. Tonight was also the first time I’ve seen the moon in two weeks, and I’ve been looking out for it.