I'm Just A Boy With A New Haircut…

So I’m back from Bournemouth now, Didn’t get up to too much while I was there due to getting coursework done, went to Southampton on Friday but it was freezing so I came home.
Saturday I got my hair cut, I wanted to keep it long so I asked for an inch off, I thought something wasn’t right though, first of all the bloke cutting my hair was a bit of a trendy and secondly he kept asking me if I wanted it short for the summer, when he finished he showed me what he did, instead of cutting an inch off he cut 4 inches off, I paid him and went back to the car, I felt like crying, my precious messy smelly smelly hair which took 18 months to grow was now cut short.


Go on - laugh!...oh look theres my sister behind me!

I then went to Sandbanks to take photos for my course, I did some of my dads car which he washed especially for the photos and then I did some panoramas, when I went to do the 2nd lot of photos for my dads car a bird went along and crapped on the windscreen, afterwards we went to the Lighthouse in Poole to see this photography exhibition, it was ok apart from the stuff by Martin Parr.

In the evening we went for a meal but no pubs were serving food, in the end we found one, it was the 7th pub we tried, it was the end to a crappy day, I just wanted to curl up into a ball and hide until my hair grew back.

The next day I got my photos developed they came out really well so that cheered me up a bit, I also bought The Proximity Effect by Nada Surf.

On Monday I came home, I rushed to get everything ready in time but managed to do it ok, there were more smelly people on the coach who sat right behind me, I felt like turning round and telling them to stop smelling.

When the coach came back to Birmingham it started snowing straight away, I was a bit annoyed because the coach went through the Maypole and into Birmingham but wouldn’t stop so I had to get a taxi back from Birmingham in the snow.

When I got home I put my memory stick in the computer to print off my coursework I did in Bournemouth because my deadline was the next day, I noticed a few files were missing, I tried opening one and it said the files were corrupt and the whole thing crashed, I was up until about 3am trying to get them back, in the end the only thing left to do was explain it all to my tutor.

On Tuesday some of us had to do some photography for the make-up students, I chose not to as I found it all a bit stupid, this one model had big rosy red cheeks drawn on like a 5 year old putting on make-up. The good thing about this though was my tutor was too busy to ask for our work.

In the evening we went round Carl’s house, Carl’s dad had been bought this thing for valentines day off his girlfriend, it was 2 cuddly dogs sat on a cushion, if you pressed the corner they started to dance and sing ’I Got You Babe’ by Sonny and Cher, it went on for ages and was very annoying so I couldn’t resist but press the button again after it finished.

Wednesday at college we were getting ready for the exhibition, we’re having our work displayed at Focus at the NEC from Today until Wednesday, so we’ve been working our socks off for that.

We had to go to the other side of Birmingham to collect some frames on Wednesday, it took ages to get there, when we eventually got there I could here the radio playing that bloody Sonny and Cher song, I officially hate that song now!

Spent all of Friday at college sorting out my work for the exhibition, it wasn’t as easy as I thought though, the computer crashed twice while printing my pictures out and I had to print other peoples pictures too.

When it came to mounting and framing them I had everything set out until this bloke walked into the studio telling us to get out as he had to lock up, even though we were told we could stay there as late as we like. I had to carry half the frames home with me because I had to set up the exhibition the next day, but luckily Ben’s mum’s boyfriend gave me and Ben a lift.

When I got home I realized that while leaving the studio in a hurry I’d only picked up one empty frame, all the others had work in and I had 4 frames worth of work, I also didn’t have the guillotine so all my cutting would have to be done using a scalpel and ruler, I eventually got everything mounted at 4:30am and went to bed, I had to be up in 2 and a half hours.

Saturday morning I got to the NEC, I met up with Linda and Jo and Paul her boyfriend, we had to stick everything up by hanging up chains, attaching hooks and hanging the pictures off the hooks, unfortunately I wasn’t given enough hooks to hang up all the pictures and my tutor wasn’t there though but we got them all up ok in the end.

As you’ve been reading this you hopefully would have noticed something new, yes there’s music playing and if you look down a bit there’s video too, I’m going to put a different music video up with each post and then delete the previous so keep checking back or else you’ll miss one. Let me know if it doesn't work.

Genius!

Don’t forget to check out Gaz’s site while your at it too.

Currently listening to: Rilo Kiley - Portions For Foxes

Take The National Express When Your Life's In A Mess...

So here I am in Bournemouth, I got here yesterday after a 5 hour coach journey.

I got the coach at 3pm, while I was queuing up to get on the coach I decided that I wanted a new camera bag, I noticed a man who smelt like he hadn't washed since 1997 who had the same camera bag as me.

When I got on the coach it had to go all the way over to Stratford to drop one person off and then we headed back towards Birmingham which really took the piss.

The man sat in front of me smelt worse than the man with the same camera bag as me, the smell was so bad it made me start to feel ill.

When we went through Oxford I noticed how much better it was than Birmingham, I wouldn't mind going there for the day soon.

When I finally got to Bournemouth we went for a chinese, although when I was eating it I kept thinking about how bad that man smelt so I didn't eat that much.

Currently listening to: Head Automatica - Beating Heart Baby

Shoot Your Gun…

It’s been quite a while since I last blogged, partly because I wrote one blog a week or so ago and forgot to upload it.

Anyway time for an update…

Money is slightly better now, got my cheque, I can afford to eat again now. The pressures been on with my college work though, all my advertising work has to be in next Tuesday so I’ve been tearing my hair out a bit over that.

The week when I was waiting for my cheque to clear was a bit boring, got my waterfall photos developed though and they turned out really well, rekindled my love affair with Subway, Jazz broke the parking ticket machine in Touchwood twice in 2 days which was rather funny, and that was about it.

The next week I decided I needed to get away from all this coursework so I started to go out again but I decided to make things a bit more fun I’d bring my camera with me to capture the moment. I now have lots of photos of people covering their faces and looking startled.

I might start an online photo album and put up some of the photos I’ve taken, although my photography website is almost ready to go online, I just have to add a few things and it will be up and running.

Been having a bit of a worrying time with my Nan just recently, I wont go into it in any detail on here as it wouldn’t seem right to do so just yet, I’ll see what happens first.

Just to clear things up with the whole Claire situation just in case anyone was wondering (just in case anyone actually reads this thing), she wanted us to stay friends because she said she wants to stay single so she can focus on her work, however her idea of friends involves us not talking again, although she did talk to me the other week to tell me that she was just watching a film with her ex and things ‘got a bit weird’, she’s such a thoughtful caring bitch!

For the past month or so I’ve had my sister’s old wardrobe in the middle of my room, she bought a new one which is the size of a house so needed to dump her old one somewhere, it got put in my room because my mum was getting rid of her old one and was going to have this one but now my mum decides she wants to wallpaper her room and isn’t ready for it yet, so I’m stuck with this thing, it really gets in the way, so far I’ve managed to put my head and my arse through the back of it (not at the same time) while trying to get past it.



After my mum’s old wardrobe was broken up we decided to put it in the loft as boarding so we could get other things in there. It was the first time I’d been in the loft since we moved in so while I was up there I had a look round, I couldn’t see anything interesting at first, just something in a black bag, as I was about to get out of the loft I thought I’d take a look in this bag.

As I pulled it out of the bag I froze:

“I’ve found something”
“What?”
“…”
“What have you found?”
“It’s a gun!”
“Oh god…whatever you do, don’t fire it”



I’m glad to say I didn’t fire it, however my neighbour fired it off on the drive, which isn’t a good idea in a road which has to have a tank parked at the bottom of it.

I attempted Polaroid emulsion lift at college the other day, but my tutor started taking over and didn’t let me do any of it, this left me pissed off plus I spilt water all down myself trying to set it up, afterwards I was left to tidy up and ended up spilling more water down myself, I was soaked, then to top things off, after spending the whole day trying to get dry I came out the darkroom, turned on the tap and soaked myself again.

I’m going down to Bournemouth tomorrow to stay with my dad for a few days, hopefully I can get some photos done and some coursework too.

Currently listening to: The Postal Service - Such Great Heights