GQ

The Fireplace

Sudo wanted to play with these flowers so very much.

Squirrel

This little guy was, quite rightly, not scared of me.

Sunday

Since Andy told me that overcast light is the best light to shoot in, it made me do two things. Firstly, it made me glad to live in England – world leaders on overcast weather. Secondly, it made me go out and photograph anything and everything whenever the sky is grey. It’s such amazing, even light.

More green things again, though, sorry.

Over-Exposed in an Arboretum

Today I learned that “arboretum” is the word posh people use to identify a collection of trees, context-irrelevant. You or I might call it a “forest” or “wooded area” but posh people call it an “arboretum”. The main difference, so far as I can see it, is that you don’t have to pay to get into a normal forest and dogs don’t have to be kept on their leads. So you pay more but you get less. Like shopping at Waitrose.

Recently, I have been coming increasingly bored of the photos I take. I love using a camera, but the results fill me with this sort of weird self-loathing. Sorta like how movies about middle-aged American men portray sleeping with prostitutes. I think I need to do some sort of practical, structured thing to freshen up my approach a little. We’re doing a site for a badass photography studio at the moment; I should probably see if they run something for uninspired hacks like me.