Growing up in a house with all sorts of creative projects and random pieces of art scattered around. From posters that my dad was working on to children’s books coming home with my dad. It has always been great to not worry about a blank wall. It doesn’t stay blank for long!
I’ve always been inspired by art, photography and advertising. I suppose my parents tastes have influenced me the most because that’s what I was brought up around. I have been lucky enough to have been brought up with photography from a very young age, and my dad sitting me down behind him and teaching me skills on photoshop whilst my mum probably thought I was in bed. Maybe that’s why I feel that I edit photos best with a little background music and a tired mind. After all a tired mind goes on instinct, rather than thinking too much. That’s what I love about photography, when it feels right it often is.
This lovely hanging wall art was sitting on my mums wall one day and it caught my eye. Sometimes my parents have questionable tastes, but sometimes I feel that they get it so so right. That’s the beauty of art; no two people, see or feel the same about a piece. It’s not a science and there is no one right answer, and you can’t get it wrong.
A great painting can bring you joy, happiness or even sorrow. Even a photo!
All the best
It’s been a long long weekend! But I wouldn’t change it for a minute. Yes this is another work post, but the glimpse of music and happy people make Brighton more lively than usual for one weekend.
Discovering a band before your friends always has a twinge of pride along with it, which is probably why the up and coming got just as big a crowds as the well known.
It’s all over for another year, bring on the next event.
All the best,
It’s been a while since my last post, definitely too long. The trouble is, with work and other commitments it’s nice to sometimes relax. I have been taking photos throughout the time you haven’t heard from me, but just sometimes it’s nice to take photos and let them speak for themselves.
It comes to a point, as a photographer where you wish people would see photos as art. People can pass by so many scenes that to a photographic eye could look amazing.
Dover is full of amazing photos, while working there it’s hard to find many of them. Although this one caught my eye on the journey and it just shows that one person doing something might not be as powerful as a collective. These are admission stickers to Dover castle that have been stuck on the back of a road sign close to the car park.
It shows how people want to leave a part of them there, be a part of something and feel like they belong.
Maybe you alone can’t make a difference, but if everyone thought that then there really would only be one guy shouting to get his voice heard.
All the best
This time last year, I was still in college almost finishing my A-level in photography know that it would be the last time I would do it as an academic subject. I thought that was what I wanted and that I had been pushed enough in my art, but the more I think about it, the more I sometimes wish that there was better money in GOOD photography and everyone didn’t think that picking up a camera made them a photographer.
Gone are the days where people appreciate photography as an art, now it is often seen as a media form. I get that things need to move with the times, but I have to say that I miss making portfolios of my work and having an idea and bringing into something I am truly proud of.
I used to come up with the best ideas sitting on my laptop at night writing up my previous shoot. It’s been proven that when you’re tired you are more creative and I have to say that I honestly believe in this. As someone who looks at things and wonders how I can capture them to tell a story to my readers, I find that when I’m letting my instincts tell me what to do, I get the best photographic ideas when I don’t over think a concept.
I know that some amazing photographers have no training and do it all off the top of their head but I live the fact that I was taught about how to analyse my own work and work out a way to put my idea across better. whether it be shooting; dark room or photoshop Not even just in photography but the skills that I learnt sitting in that classroom and thinking about how to improve every little aspect are far greater than being taught any math equation on the planet (yes maths has taught me skills too).
My portfolios are my pride and joy, but not many people get to see all of it, because even the words are personal. they’re your deepest thoughts and feeling behind a concept and if truly done they are a window into your imagination. People come and go, and things change in your life but regret should never be a word that comes out your mouth. you do every aspect of your actions and thinking for a reason. more often than not to make you or someone else happy, and you were happy at the time.
University is teaching me many things, academic parts of my life, but those hours spent in the dark room trying to perfect that one aspect of a shot have taught me so much more.
The photo that goes along with this is one of the many prints that I used as my final outcome for my final unit. You may have seen it before, but sometimes you need to look back to help your work go forward.
All the best
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While walking between the Tate modern and London bridge, I came across this old piece of art in the wall. Still the this day I can’t work out whether it’s supposed to look like that for a ‘vintage’ effect or if just over time the paint has fallen away.
It’s interesting that only one half of the circle has parts missing and in some ways I prefer that side. It gives a bit of light and shade to what used to be an all white painting, another dimension if you will.
Not all art can, or should be perfect and the imperfections are what make it so eye catching.
Nothing in life is perfect
All the best