Sorting out this huge collection of portraits at the moment and came across three photographs that, in my head, I had down as recent but it turns out they’re all over ten years old. This means that I must be 40 this year. Christ, what happened there.
Had a meeting with a couple of other Bridport photographers today about ‘exciting plans’ which is all I can say at the moment but the meeting didn’t stay on track for long and quickly descended into ‘my camera versus your camera’ and ‘wasn’t LIFE magazine great’.
This morning I went up to the Symondsbury Pottery to do some more. I’d spent the first part of the morning writing-up my notes on the pottery and then ended up shooting to that like a script; mainly, I think, because I wasn’t quite awake.
Also, today, spoke to the editor of foodie magazine FORK about an upcoming feature using some of my work. They seem like a very nice bunch and if food is your thing (not me, I never eat) then drop-by.
I read somewhere that you can only expose your film to what you expose yourself to hence this week I have yet more photographs of my children. My wife is busy with work this week and so here I am around the house.
I’ve really enjoyed photographing the speakers at this year’s Film Festival.
I don’t think there are many things that I love more than photographing people and a week of it suited me just fine. Hat’s off to Lindsay Brooks, Steven Horner, Nic Jeune and Philiy Page for putting on a fine week of films. A proper treat.
I’m in the mood for watching more films now. Next stop Cemetery Junction (a stone’s throw from where I was born: FACT).
Or perhaps: From the real human subject, through my judgement, through my camera to your screen… It’s late as I type this and I’m a sleepy little bunny staring at a screen instead of switching the light off, brushing my teeth and going to bed.
Saw Julian Kemp’s new film My Last Five Girlfriends tonight. Really enjoyed it. I’m a big fan of Alain De Botton (on whose book the film is based) anyway but I think Julian Kemp has caught a sense of the endless wonder that is love.
An excuse to post 3 more portraits from this week.
Because of the way the cookie has crumbled this week, I have so far managed to see a grand total of one film; and it annoyed me. Still, I think for those who are going along to the rest of the films, it’s proving to be a really enjoyable film festival.
Did an ‘open mic’ gig tonight at Beach & Barnicott in Bridport. Sang like a girl as usual but thought it beautiful in its own way.
I’m photographing the various speakers at this year’s festival and am looking forward to seeing some good films.
The Film Festival runs from 3–9 April.
Here are Ian Hunter who is Principal Lecturer in Film Studies at De Montford University who spoke before the screening of A Clockwork Orange and Human Rights lawyer Clive Stafford Smith with some skaters/BMX dudes from the Trick Factory in Bridport before the screening of Paranoid Park:
Here are four photographs. They record where I was on different days last month.
This post is an exercise in being flippant and pedantic – two of my most annoying attributes (that really annoy me – I can’t help it).
Also, back on planet Earth, I’m ‘festival photographer’ this week at the Page To Screen, Bridport Film Festival. Photographed a man called Ian Hunter last night, Principal Lecturer in Film Studies at De Montfort University, who gave a very interesting talk ahead of the screening of A Clockwork Orange.
I shall post some festival photographs in due course.
Went on an Easter Egg hunt up a hill in our village today organised by the village school. I didn’t find a thing. Still, we have teabags in the cupboard, so, not all bad.