I like to take photos of things. Mostly peoples. Mostly pretty peoples, if I'm honest. But sometimes toys, or dogs, or maybe a tree. Y'know, interesting stuff.
I shoot a few burlesque shows, but that's just to kill time between photoshoots with models, where I can control the light and the pose and the magic.
My photos will have the tag "my photo". Otherwise, it's stolen from the vast wilderness that is the internet. I usually source pics from Model Mayhem, Flickr or We <3 it.
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Nobody tells this to people who are beginners, I wish someone told me. All of us who do creative work, we get into it because we have good taste. But there is this gap. For the first couple years you make stuff, it’s just not that good. It’s trying to be good, it has potential, but it’s not.
But your taste, the thing that got you into the game, is still killer. And your taste is why your work disappoints you.
A lot of people never get past this phase, they quit. Most people I know who do interesting, creative work went through years of this. We know our work doesn’t have this special thing that we want it to have. We all go through this. And if you are just starting out or you are still in this phase, you gotta know its normal and the most important thing you can do is do a lot of work. Put yourself on a deadline so that every week you will finish one story. It is only by going through a volume of work that you will close that gap, and your work will be as good as your ambitions. And I took longer to figure out how to do this than anyone I’ve ever met. It’s gonna take awhile. It’s normal to take awhile. You’ve just gotta fight your way through."
Sophie had he first ever haircut today.
Well, first proper haircut. She’s had maybe two trims at home. But this is a proper actual haircut.
If I ever see any of you in public, the code is “I like your shoelaces”
that way we know we’re from tumblr without revealing anything
I’m just going to say this to strangers until i find a tumblr person
must keep reblogering!! Im going to be so suspicious if any one tells me this now!
Remember the answer is: I stole them from the president.
When I younger the most beautiful thing I had ever heard was the story about the Crier of Es-Annon.
That Es-Annon was this beautiful city, a wonder to behold, perfect in every way. But it was destroyed. I forget what happened to it, if it was war or disaster, but it’s no more.
But that was long, long ago. Now, almost no one remembers it’s name, or it’s beauty. They don’t remember the stories or the sounds or the smells or the people. Almost no one remembers. Except for the Crier of Es-Annon, a person appointed to remember and mourn, and to pass the burden of remembering on their child, who would pass it on to their child and so on down the generations, keeping the lore alive.
There was something about this belief that so long as someone remembered, that someone knew, that someone cried for….that it still existed. Or, inversely, that when ever person had forgotten, that meant it no longer existed.
As I say, this was a story from when I was a child, so I may have forgotten or imagined some details. But the point stands, and I still think it’s a beautiful thing.
For some reason I thought of it today, when I hadn’t thought of it in years.
Went to take a photo of that rose/blood moon but here it didn’t look that pink. In fact, it looked pretty orange to me.
Couldn’t be bothered getting the tripod out because Soph is asleep and it would have woken her, so this is hand held on the balcony, with a Nikon D50 ( 6mp camera ) and a cheapo 70-200mm zoom lens.
I found this hilarious.
Your face is so naked.
Its just just so wierd lookimg. And I feel weak! The source of my superhuman strength…..gone! Egad! haha
On the one hand, I don’t like having a shaved face, but on the other, my beard was getting out of hand. #beard #gpoy #kittwalker #turtleface
Check out Sophie’s boss new Tshirt. Now I just need to teach her how to do a windmill high five for the full Top Gun life conversion.
Thanks to some dude scouring the deleted scenes, we now know when Rex Manning day actually is.
While it still isn’t all that legible in that screenshot, I’ve been assured that when viewed on a big ass TV, it’s clear that it is in fact April 8th.
So, mark the date in your calendar and let’s do something special for it this year, eh?
A feminism comic I did for my uni’s newspaper. I wish I had a bit more time to work on it, but I’m pleased with how it came out considering the tight deadline!
Today at work, while the boss wasn’t looking, I made a sword and shield out of cardboard and brown tape for Sophie.
It’s a rush job. Literally 15 minutes with a sheet of cardboard and a blunt packing knife.