Monday, 29 March 2010
Walking around Brick Lane, Tower Hamlets and multistory car parks with my camera... not exactly surreptitious behavior, but survived the back alleys nevertheless. Just felt like uploading these cuz some of the graffiti in this area is fucking magic shit, it blew my mind.
Was in the same place with Beth on a different occaision and took loadsa pics on my Pentax... We'd been traipsing around really pretentious galleries in Cork Street all day, which were selling pictures of stripes for £60,000 no joke, and whose secretaries actually came out and told us to "move on", because standing outside their gallery made them LOOK bad... Seriously??
Anyway we finally escaped to East London and found THIS, and it was like a colourful exciting breeze. So much more expressive and real and truthful, I love it, I love graffiti so much, it's so INVOLVING and from the heart. It's like, completely raw and creative and I love the fact it's in the streets and can be seen by anyone. I love how humorous and clever and sarcastic it can be, I love how surprising it is and how it fucks some people off, I think that's a good thing. It illustrates a disgusting boundary in our culture whereby some people on a power trip will try and ruin someone else's freedom of expression by fighting against things like it; Oh, it's on a wall; it's in the STREET; IT'S ON THE COUNCIL'S PROPERTY. Christ what the fuck? Graffiti's art, art doesn't have to be in a gallery, all boxed up and framed. It perfectly shows how people like regulation and lines and things to be where they're meant to be, and how we're all living under the duristicion of someone else... I love how it's challenging. A challenge is always good. I love how it is what it is: it's not hung in an exhibition with a ridiculous price tag, it's just there. I love the fact it was done by someone and you don't know who they are, yet it's so personal at the same time - so much of what I saw was in memory of someone, or somebody's tag, whatever...
So anyway. Now I've ranted at you I'll stop writing cos this is meant to be PHOTOOO blog, and some digitals of Tower Hamlets graffiti will get uploaded ay.ess.ay.pee, soon as Blogspot feels like it. For some reason they won't work at the moment... SORT IT OUT BLOGSPOT. SORT. IT. OUT.
Saturday, 27 March 2010
Slightly hungover morning with Imogen and Karis after a crimbo party at my house a few yonks ago.... AAHHHHH MEMORIIIIEEEESSSS. Personally really like these pics; blurry and nostalgic, kinda like the mornin itself. They're basically snapshots but... fuuuck it.
Thursday, 25 March 2010
Kezla and Karis, portraits from a few summers ago. Sorta hazey lookin' cos my negatives got damaged - I don't look after them with the due care and respect they deserve - but what can ya do? Cé la vie.
I chose to post these pictures up together cos I think they compliment each other pretty well; Kez + Karisman look freakily similar too.
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
An Ilford 400 film picture from a shoot I did with Hazel and Imogen. Did most of this shoot in digital but ran off a film of black and white as well, which this is from. Gonna post some of the digitals at a later date for a contrast with this one... Prep yourself: they're rather vibrant.
Anyway, this was an incredibly fun afternoon, full of sugar and Pimms and smoking in the sunshine and dressing up like princesses, and melted ice cream all over dem beautiful girls, and me taking photos of Imogen's cleavage. Pleasant times yo ;)
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
Monday, 8 March 2010
I had a lot of fun doing these double exposures... They're pretty quick and easy to whack out, but have unfalteringly unpredictable results. Simple yet effective :) Especially when you combine with photograms... Textures, layers, throwing shapes, mmm.
S'pose you could call this a visual cause and effect:
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