</a I post this with shame as always.. but hey it's good Friday ...am I excused as I've gone for a x3?
I spent an hour or two exploring yesterday and I realised that the serenity I feel when I click the shutter is stronger than ever.
As my shelves tower to the ground ripping plaster from the wall and bringing my much loved books to a heartbreaking thud I sigh with frustration and pack a bag. Tower hamlets and the late afternoon sunshine call my feet. I think of Hin as I walk with no intention of shooting and after a short bus ride hit the streets of a new land. It's weird how somewhere so near can seem alien. Weirdly in the balmy heat I remiss of my day off in the Bahamas.
I think a healthy attitude for me to take on when I decide to trek out is to 'imagine' I'm in another country. There is a certain mentality attached to carrying your camera around when you are treading on foreign soil, you're eyes are open wider and you take a view of life with intrigue and innocence.
Strangely the feeling of clicking the shutter was a complete mix of emotions. A mish-mash of sadness, excitement, elation and relaxation...
Sadness that is has taken me so long to do it, excitement that I feel that reaction,elation and relaxation of escaping...
The image surely sucks ... as the roll sits in my camera awaiting frame 14 and 15 to expose themselves I have posted a few others in the mean while.
Hopefully I'll feel less pissed off at myself for abandoning shooting and being so slack..
The first image is one from a feature that is yet to be printed so when the others are posted I shall explain more... however for the image my upmost thanks must go to the legendary and incredibly sweaty beast that is Ollie Whitehead who literally soaked his tee and moved tables and chairs with me galore ...
These images are old ones that reminds me of the yesterday.. Another day when I took the box and Bronica out for the 'what's in the box idea'... so what did I put in the box that day..?