Garden.Night.Spooky.

Just some random shots of my garden at night. spooky.

A night with N.S.R

Friday night the N.S.R crew travel to preston to do a little somthing at a student venue by the

name of bittersuite. except for some shitty feedback that couldnt be sorted because the sound guy

by this time was wearing possibly three pairs of beer goggles and couldn't seem to sort it out. but to redeem himself for being pissed he shouted at us mid-performance for not coming to sound check, ha oh how wise his alcholic words were....tit! After the gig we grabbed a number of lost looking students and escorted them back to disciples student style abode which boasted all the usual trimmings of suspect stains, piles of washing up and a lonely potato that looked like it was part of a scientific experiment, but i wouldn't be surprised if it was to become someones lunch after adding some 17 pence asda beans....mmmmm nice.

The first debate of the night was weather asda sold beer after twelve, i don't know how

many times i insisted it didn't but in the end it came down to me using the trusty 118 118 service

at this point the party hadn't kicked off and for some much needed entertainment i hoped as i

pressed the call key two men sporting Afros, unnecessarily reveling jogging attire and dodgy

pedo taches would barge through the door shouting "got your number", but to my surprise and

disappointment this didnt happen. anyway after the bad news was announced that no beer would be sold the room

filled with disappointment and white knuckles from clutching their last bottles of wicked.

The rest of the night for me remained in the kitchen where some very drunk and profound

arguments took place followed by an interesting conversation i stumbled on outside where

two girls talked about putting their fingers where they shouldn't be.... ill let your imagination

tell the rest of that story. The back garden also saw me and Mr E get down with some beatbox/freestyle funk accompanied by two lads from one of the bands that had played earlier whaling like stray cats, interesting to say the least.

so to sum the night up i think everyone had a good time, J toker AKA hobbit went home to comfort

his bag'O weed and his collection of harry potter films before any of the party events took place

garth floated around the kitchen in a hunter s thompson performance, teeny boppers started a party on the stairs

and alister would of bagged some poon tang if it wasn't for the poontangs meddling lesbian sister....

jealousy i hear you cry?? you might not be far wrong as i witnessed both of them sheepishly coming out of the toilet pulling up their pants. maybe they like to share the loo like normal girls or maybe their motto is 'keep it in the family'

it was about 330 in the morning and it was time drive home, we stopped off at the petrol station

and bought skittles which ended being an awesome random choice from my self. as we sat tasting the rainbow alsiter

talked about how he wish he had pulled the pootang from earlier and to incourage her he should of shown her how he could tuck

his cock in his sock, if you ask me he must wear stockings cause ive heard hes got a dick that resembles a

wotsit haha, love you really ali. the only thing left to say is after dropping amos off somewhere in bispham i got really lost and it took me 30 minutes to tackle a ten minute drive. " are you gonna be able to figure the way back deadlegs? " yeah ill figure it, no worries"

A generation of heroes...

i am currently on my last project of the year which is a 15 week brief of our choice. i have always been interested in conflict from a very young age, i can remember playing 'guns' and making 'dens' down by the river in the village of Halton where i grew up. one event in the history of conflict that always grabs my attention is ww2, the shear scale of this world war always amazes me and in some weird way i wish i was their to experience it so i might be able to relate with the people involved which brings me to my project. i have set out looking for people who were involved in the events of ww2 but not just people who fought, i have set out looking for men and women who were children at the time,who had reserved occupations, who served in the armed services, the reason for this was because the war effected everybody not just the brave men who fought over seas. in the photographs i didn't want any references to the era within my images because i am interviewing my subjects and using a suitable quote as a title for their image which again i intend to be obscure so it isnt immediately apparent what my images are about. this project is also about reflection which is shown by the distant gazes in the images the almost uniformed framing suggests that these people were part of something together but their quotes that give us a tiny insight into their experiences which give them their individuality

These are by no means finished images and are not fully edited. i am shooting this project on a medium format camera... because film is awesome.




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Hello my name.....

i've been thinking for a while now about making my own website but the thought of messing around with it just put me off and from reading the k.u. blog on here i thought why not. so... here i am, a photographer originally from lancaster/morecambe area but now currently living in blackpool studying photography. so now you know a little about me ill leave this introduction short and sweet in the next few days i will be posting work i've done in the past and projects i am currently working on.

bye for now!