Asylum didn't go well.
Would rather not talk about it.
Token shots. They're shit, but they're all I have for my wasted journey.
No escaping plz.
Oh dear.
Mountains would make for fun delusions...
1UP.
Monday 30 November 2009
Tuesday 24 November 2009
You Loom So Deep And Wide
Decemberists.
I think that sums everything up. I had a fabulous time. I was high the entire time and I didn't even feel real at some points. That's how amazing it was.
Picture wise, they're not the best. But it was very dark, I wasn't as close as I'd have liked, my flash was broken, and my hands were shaking so hard I nearly dropped the camera on several occasions. But all things considered, they're not bad. Just... adequate I guess.
I won't lie to you, most of the pictures are of Colin. I'd like to claim this is because I was in the middle, and so was he... but..
The elusive shadow dwelling Mr. Chris Funk.
Barely visible Nate and Jenny.
John being conducted by Colin
Shara being fabulous and goose bump inducing.
Becky, being a ghost with Colin, as they had both died by this point.
Shara telling Colin. He knows what he did.
Nate is impossible to photograph.
Cheerio London!
... *swoon* <3
I think that sums everything up. I had a fabulous time. I was high the entire time and I didn't even feel real at some points. That's how amazing it was.
Picture wise, they're not the best. But it was very dark, I wasn't as close as I'd have liked, my flash was broken, and my hands were shaking so hard I nearly dropped the camera on several occasions. But all things considered, they're not bad. Just... adequate I guess.
I won't lie to you, most of the pictures are of Colin. I'd like to claim this is because I was in the middle, and so was he... but..
The elusive shadow dwelling Mr. Chris Funk.
Barely visible Nate and Jenny.
John being conducted by Colin
Shara being fabulous and goose bump inducing.
Becky, being a ghost with Colin, as they had both died by this point.
Shara telling Colin. He knows what he did.
Nate is impossible to photograph.
Cheerio London!
... *swoon* <3
Friday 30 October 2009
You're So Cute When You're Frustrated
Wednesday 28 October 2009
Got Me A Movie
Going back to the Asylum on Friday. Hopefully I'll take some worthwhile photographs.. I've been somewhat uninspired recently.
Tuesday 29 September 2009
Lost Within The Reeds
Okay, srsly guys, photo's soon enough. But for now, I'm bricking it a little.
Plinth is just over 24 hours, if you'd be so kind as to give me some feedback on my little speech, I'd be most grateful. Cheers lovers!
____________________________________________________
My name is Katie.
I am a student, I’m studying photography in Hereford, and the student loans people wont accept my phone calls, so there’s a good chance I won’t be able to pay my rent this term. I spend money I don’t have on Starbucks coffees, I think they put crack in their lattes.
I’m married to a gay man who can’t keep secrets from me and I’m friends with a spice girl, Buffy, a merchant who sells boats from beneath his jacket, and a bingo caller with a taste for Dogging.
I have a super hero secret identity that only a captain with tourettes knew about before now. I can’t disclose this identity, to do so would be to put the world at risk. Worry not, whilst I am here, Baron Von Funkenstein is covering my post.
I’m scared one day I’ll wind up a jobless mess with children by men whose names I don’t know, and appear on the Jeremy Kyle show. On the flip side, I’m scared I won’t get to go on the Jeremy Kyle show. Someone needs to tell Graham that he sounds more condescending than comforting.
I love the Decemberists. Some could say that what I do transcends love, and has reached a scary level of obsession. All the same, I’m dedicating what’s left of this hour to playing their latest album through. Consider this the listening party I didn’t get to go to because I don’t live in LA.
The Decemberists make songs about sailors, gangs, bank robberies and the summer, with words that are so long, you would never normally expect to hear them in a song. Please enjoy The Hazards of Love. the album has a shape shifting dear for gosh sake!
Plinth is just over 24 hours, if you'd be so kind as to give me some feedback on my little speech, I'd be most grateful. Cheers lovers!
____________________________________________________
My name is Katie.
I am a student, I’m studying photography in Hereford, and the student loans people wont accept my phone calls, so there’s a good chance I won’t be able to pay my rent this term. I spend money I don’t have on Starbucks coffees, I think they put crack in their lattes.
I’m married to a gay man who can’t keep secrets from me and I’m friends with a spice girl, Buffy, a merchant who sells boats from beneath his jacket, and a bingo caller with a taste for Dogging.
I have a super hero secret identity that only a captain with tourettes knew about before now. I can’t disclose this identity, to do so would be to put the world at risk. Worry not, whilst I am here, Baron Von Funkenstein is covering my post.
I’m scared one day I’ll wind up a jobless mess with children by men whose names I don’t know, and appear on the Jeremy Kyle show. On the flip side, I’m scared I won’t get to go on the Jeremy Kyle show. Someone needs to tell Graham that he sounds more condescending than comforting.
I love the Decemberists. Some could say that what I do transcends love, and has reached a scary level of obsession. All the same, I’m dedicating what’s left of this hour to playing their latest album through. Consider this the listening party I didn’t get to go to because I don’t live in LA.
The Decemberists make songs about sailors, gangs, bank robberies and the summer, with words that are so long, you would never normally expect to hear them in a song. Please enjoy The Hazards of Love. the album has a shape shifting dear for gosh sake!
Wednesday 23 September 2009
Illuminate The No's On Their Vacancy Signs
I passed my second year, based on a project that literally took me 2 weeks from start to finish. I don't know if that should bother me or not.
Maybe I'm just that good.
Onto the Third.
Maybe I'm just that good.
Onto the Third.
Sunday 13 September 2009
You Got In A Kind Of Trouble Nobody Knows...
I didn't update last month. You may have noticed this. It's mostly because I'm lazy, but partially because I was in Ireland for a month. I do have many many pictures though. But my laptop decided it didn't feel like working. And so I haven't been able to edit or resize any... So you'll just have to wait okay?!
You never ask me how I am anymore...
What happened to us?
I know I was distant, and maybe not the most attentive keeper.. But I thought we had a spark going. Maybe not, huh...
You never ask me how I am anymore...
What happened to us?
I know I was distant, and maybe not the most attentive keeper.. But I thought we had a spark going. Maybe not, huh...
Sunday 12 July 2009
Can't Find Nothing At All, If There Was Nothing There All Along
Saturday 4 July 2009
Think I'm Drunk Enough To Drive You Home Now
Kids!
Have you ever thought to yourself, 'Well sod this, the bins like, 200 yards away, the floor will appreciate it much more!'. Well, for the sake of this project, Thank You. For the sake of the world however, stop it, you lazy bastards.
I would also like to question why you kids are drinking so much Strongbow. So very much Strongbow. I mean, at least it's not white lightning, but have some standards! Go for the whisky, it'll warm the cockles of your heart. And pretty much everywhere else.
This project is bought to you by the wonderful tunes of Death Cab for Cutie. Go! Listen!
Have you ever thought to yourself, 'Well sod this, the bins like, 200 yards away, the floor will appreciate it much more!'. Well, for the sake of this project, Thank You. For the sake of the world however, stop it, you lazy bastards.
I would also like to question why you kids are drinking so much Strongbow. So very much Strongbow. I mean, at least it's not white lightning, but have some standards! Go for the whisky, it'll warm the cockles of your heart. And pretty much everywhere else.
This project is bought to you by the wonderful tunes of Death Cab for Cutie. Go! Listen!
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