I just moved, again. I no longer reside in the blackest of blackholes that is Blackpool. I finally live in Manchester, another personal goal achieved. So yay and yeah, I haven’t had much time to sit down and write nor to tackle my picture-taking backlog, but I’m getting there and it’s now down to nine single rolls of film. I tend to write the name of the model or models on each roll, I have since learned that perhaps writing one word relating to the idea/set shot on each roll may also be a good idea. Doofus. Although it has been fun developing rolls and then discovering what’s on them and having a mini moment thinking oh that was a fun day. There are a lot of fun days to develop that I can’t wait to share with yous aw.
Manchester is amazing but you knew that already. I have two new jobs that still leave me with my weekends and weekdays free, so I’ve kinda fallen right into a great opportunity to be fucking frank (not literally ‘fucking’ Frank, who’s Frank?) It’s time to push my photography. I’ve quit modelling in the full-time jobbing sense and gone back to my previous status of doing nothing but creative stuff with select people every now and again. I’d aimed to do it full-time for a year and tick off all of the people who were pestering to book me when I wasn’t taking on paid work, but enough is enough. The pool of people wanting to book me was always going to be small because I’m older, funny-looking and a bit odd. I always knew it’d be hard work but when you’re not getting enough ‘shifts’ to pay the bills, it’s time to get another job!
It’s such a relief to have come to this decision because living on the breadline wasn’t much fun (although I am still a starving artist with an empty stomach currently) and I’m not very good at playing ‘the game’ that you’re expected to play as a full-time model. I have mucho respect for models who can but it’s really not me. I can’t spend any more of my days placating the insecure and being careful with other people’s egos. Modelling for me was always meant to be a way to express myself, and the endless casting calls, email tennis and people complaining about being intimidated was beginning to suck the fun out of it all. Therefore, no more of that for me thank you very much.
You can expect lots of new work from me in the next few months that’s more reflective of me and who I am; rather than someone else’s idea of who I should be. 🙂
This isn’t a negative thing at all though, I met and worked with many lovely people and I at least got to do one mega long tour and with two of my favourite ladies; so for that I will always be grateful. Lots of memories, lots of photographs and lots more to come in the future. Here are the infamous gang hoof-by horse incident photographs that saw Fizzy being bitten and me fighting a mare for a packet of cigarettes. I guess you had to be there to get the joke. I love these girlies.
Shot on Kodak Ektachrome E100VS
This month I’m also very chuffed to be featured in a new online magazine known as Spunky which is bringing a whole new audience to women creatives. You can have a gander here – http://issuu.com/spunkymag/docs/issueone
Now I have to bugger off because my Spotify has started playing all of my guilty pleasures! *turns off Kool and the Gang*