Accompanied by a summer soundtrack consisting of The Fratellis, Eisley and Foster The People, today was the day me and Savannah finally had the photoshoot we'd been planning for ages. "Planning" has consisted of us linking cool pictures to each other and brainstorming random ideas, few of which actually made an appearance today, as following the same pattern with everything I do, no plans seem to work and everything is made up on the spot.
Fruit which was turned into fruit salad, and so much make-up that I'm certain my skin is going to be atrocious for days. Make-up remover is incredibly satisfying and several face scrubs later, I'm still a bit red.


I don't usually (okay, ever,) do straight picture posts; instead I disperse text in between chosen photos as I usually end up posting most, (only my favourites now that I've found out that I have a limit,) on my flickr, facebook, and queued on tumblr.
Which is strange; this is my blog and where I should be free to post exactly whatever I want without bothering people blah, blah.


Had the best seven hour skype session with my best friend Chris in America on Saturday. Ended up doing duets to Katy Perry and Lady Gaga covers. It's been over a year now and I'm pushing - defined by CHRISSSS GET A JOB SAVE MONEY - for a reunion come next Summer. Next year will be full of cute reunions. Ahh, i'm getting overexcited about leaving again.
But I don't feel bad about it now that I know I'm definitely leaving.


This is weird. I'm not typing in chronological order, I'm just spacing out text between photos. Whatever.
Bit of indecision and fickleness on my end over here; i'm beginning to justify everything with, "IT'S OKAY, I'M LEAVING SOON." I'm not feeling bad enough to feel guilty, but a little unsettled. This is my cryptic-vague blogging which makes sense to none other than me, but maybe one day I shall read back on this and laugh and pat myself on the back.
Either that or shake my head in shame.


Although I'm a bit of an inspiration-nerd when it comes to Photography - don't ask what's up with that phrase either. It just came into my head and I wrote it down. A practice maybe I should stop, - this was my first proper 'shoot' I guess. Even though it was mainly for fun (which it was.) And I didn't work in a total professional manner etc. but my favourite part of 'photography' is the post-processing anyway, (minus the bit where I'm agonizing sorting through photos because I look dumb and stupid in every single one of them.)
Asides from the bright, fruity photos, I also wanted to try a high-exposure, high-contrast black and white shoot. We splattered on some paint and drew hands but I only took a few. Tester shot, I suppose.


It's been too hot to leave the house recently and I haven't run in ages and I feel bad about that but actually, right now I don't care because it's just so hot. Yesterday was productivity spent reading Game of Thrones on my bed right next to my fan.
Tomorrow will probably be the same.
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