What's Your Damage?

They threw my week's worth of printmaking in the bin last year. Bastards. This includes most of the pictures i took in Barcelona. As it's all I have to show for a wasted week last summer, would i sound smug if i said i thought they were 'Choice'? No? Good. I feel like watching Heathers again...

Flora

I took this in Barcelona. I find this woman so fascinating mainly because it's a bit of an "is she there or isnt she". She looks so sad; maybe dressing up in leaves everyday does that to a woman. What makes it more magical is that i only saw her that one day. I wonder where she disappeared to...

Procrastination

I scanned loads of photos from various disposable cameras onto my computer earlier, a task best kept for when there's a important deadline looming and my room seems to be tidy enough.

They're from an array of nice places (Paris, Barcelona, Brighton) and reminded me how much I love love love the quality that disposible cameras have. The photos above are from Brighton about a year ago.

I love being plesantly surprised by film cameras and, as i'm hardly the best photographer, the wonders of natural light. I also await the first roll of film from my Diana F+; i'm trying to convince myself not to expect too much, largely due to having the dial set to "pinhole" for most of my, potentially nice, pictures. Dayum.