Wednesday, 16 September 2009
Vintage Balloonage..
Sunday, 13 September 2009
Babies are for life, not just the weekend...
Thursday, 10 September 2009
Documenting a piece of Theatre...
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
A Wee Trip to the Edinburgh Fringe Festival...
An overly tattooed man was sat on a bus by himself. He was on before we got on and stayed on after we left and he didn't look as though he had any intention of moving. He was quite scary looking but so hard not to stare at and wonder about all the stories his body art told. He was slumped on the bus just as his arm was slumped over the chair infront, the many tattoos I thought paralleling with the many cars in the background, all with different places and stories.
I touched the picture up slightly in Photoshop because I couldn't spend lots of time playing with settings on the bus so it was slightly dim and the tattoo colours less visible.
I photographed such a sentimental and personal message, simply scrolled onto the side of a building for anyone to see and wonder about who Adem was. I wondered why this building in the backstreets of Edinburgh was chosen and whether council would be heartless enough to have it cleaned off?
In contrast to this emotive message, this sign in a festival venue was very obviously being disobeyed... I stopped for a while, hoping to get a shot of the man taking a drag but after seeing how little of the cigarette was left and receiving some odd looks from his companion I settled with this shot, quite liking the way he appears to be looking away from the sign with his nose in the air as if to blatently point out there was no way he was going to stop smoking because the sign had said to.
And then she got bored with having the same titles so called it 'London'...
I just happened to lean over a bridge and capture this shot, the contrast in colours caught my eye and the child just looked so lost, as if all the other kids at the party had run away. Your eye is lead into the photo by the angle the wall is at and how it meets with the lighter grey shade at a diagonal, the very spot the boy is walking to.
There was alot of street theatre by the Thames which was great to watch but I became quite fascinated with surveying the audiences' reactions and photographing them rather than the actual acts. These children got asked to help out in one of the acts, they had never met before but were so comfortable with holding hands and showed no embarressment which amused me because in a few years time I bet it'll be a different story! I was pleased with how the pictures came out with the foreground in focus, it highlights the main part of the images.