leg swapping

what an odd day. the plan:

go to the laundrette
go to town to get toothpaste, tea bags and bridie's birthday present
meet the set build team at 1.30 to take our group shot and start up the blog
get the medium format from stores for shoot with charlie
go to a tutorial
get the train back to dartford to take pictures tomorrow of charlie

simple. laundrette - accomplished.

went to go to town. bridie rings.
"em what you doing?"
"i'm going down chatham."
"can i come?"
"no."
"why not?"
"you just can't."
"why?! who are you with!?"
"no one?"
"no you are. who are you with?"
"NO. ONE."
"well why can't i come? WHO ARE YOU WITH???"
"I'M NOT WITH ANYONE BRIDIE."
"well why can't i come then!?"
"you just CAN'T, OK!?"
"EMMIE. I'M COMING. i need to get stuff anyway so i'll see you down there."
"BRIDIE. what day is it tomorrow?????"
"my birthday...?"
"yeah so why do you think you can't come with me?!?!?!?"
"oh.... well i'll meet you and get it after."

i didn't get it after. we spent too much time in greggs and playing the mullet game. i also got so hysterical about the idea of running into a fish & chip shop and turning over all the tables in an eastenders type rage that we ran out of time, ofcourse. my stomach hurt so "hassleblad"* by the end of it and i actually cried with laughter, not done that in a while.

i went to uni at 1.30 and wai-sum and james didn't meet us until 2.30 cos they couldn't be bothered to get out of bed. (by the way the blog IS up and running now. you can follow our progress at http://www.setbuild.ucreative.ac.uk/09/wordpress/?p=46 ). polaroid leg swapping is fun.

after the leg swapping was done, we set out to find our tutorial and stumbled across shelley's diesel photoshoot. it involved jak, leroy, girls in their underwear, a home casino set, alcohol and crisps. i didn't feel naked enough for the porn party so made a swift exit with a hyper leroy clinging to my back as i left.

the essay tutorial was actually very productive indeed. was able to choose a topic very dear to my heart - how the fashion photography of the 60's reflects its social youth era or visa versa. it needs rewording obviously, but that's the jist of it. gunna be focusing on good ol' mr david bailey and terence donovan for the fashion side of things then compare them to the documentary work of roger mayne, working around the same time.

YES DAVE.

YES TEL.



YES ROGER.

this essay had sparked ideas for my series an' sequence project 'n' all. had a little discussion about that, going to look at the way the 60's mod culture always revives itself. gunna start documenting the scene, got this idea in my head of maybe snapping everyone in a fred perry polo with the exact same framing. not sure if the ideas got enough kick to it but i feel like i've gotta get it out, see what happens with it. i'll start that within the next couple of weeks i guess so again, watch this space.

right, i'm gunna go jump in the shower now. i'm off to the mod rival hot spot in rochester, casino rooms. i plan to spend no more than a fiver.

emmie twee

*hassleblad: i was telling bridie how much people spoke about hassleblad cameras at uni and how much i hate them that the word is now a substitute for the word "bad".