Saturday, 26 March 2011

Wednesday, 9 March 2011

THE IMPOSSIBLE PROJECT

Polaroid film is really expensive if you've got the old fashioned P600 cameras like I do (because polaroid stopped production on these). I knew a group of people had taken over the company and were making new affordable film, and after a lot of searching I found the name of this group of people, and their website.
THIS IS IT
They call their venture "The Impossible Project".
The website is beautiful and an absolute treat for the eyes whether you're a polaroid fan/user or not. To top it their product is incredible; a brand new collection of film for the old-fashioned instant camera, and with added possibilities of post-development alterations.
I bought some packs a couple of weeks back and today I'm going to order more. And I've just discovered upon reading that there's also a colour film for my camera! (I thought it was only the silver shade).
BRILLIANT.

PS ^^These are not my polaroid shots by the way. I have borrowed them from the website

disciples

another one for the zine

Tuesday, 8 March 2011

pieces of the people we love

I got asked to contribute to a zine (they're quite secretive about who runs it but I think I've just figured out who it is).
They wanted some polaroids as well as some drawings but all I had were portraits from 2008/2009. so i picked the best (singular) portraits and sent them off. YOU MIGHT BE IN EM 'ERE SORRY GUYS.
top to bottom:

Sion Keir
Nathan Connell-Howard
Sheryl Boniface
Marta Lopez
Joanne McClellan
Lewis Brownlie
Katie Craven
Hannah Bitowski
Bob Barrows
Madeline Hall

VOID

I haven't been on here for a while. SAAARRRYY. It's not that I've been mega busy really.
What have I done since December??
I'll try and fill you in.

Went to see I Am Kloot in December, at Manchester Cathedral (thank you louie b). A very atmospheric and special gig and trip, inside and out as Manchester was under a blanket of snow. The mission back home to wales the next day wasn't pleasant, should have sacked off work really. Mah well.


Then there was obviously Christmas and the New Year and all the preperation and partying that goes with it. And the turmoil the few weeks after. Regret (looking back on the previous year, and the cost of the previous month) and then the inexplicable desire to quash all hopes and dreams for the future because I have sold my soul to the man.
BUT I'M TRYING TO CLAIM IT BACK. I've got my work experience on the radio coming up in May (I AM SO EXCITED), but before that a second trip to Newcastle, a week off in Manchester and on Sunday...

My birthday.
I'm not excited about that.