This was a shoot I did today. Gleeful with the fact I managed to get my camera out, I thought that I might as well use the opportunity to update my blog too. It’s weird how out of practise you can get with self-portraiture. I have been half busy, half lazy, mulling over too many ideas, but not implementing them, which dangerously leads to overall creative impotence…
I think I could have got much better images, but two cigarettes was my limit. I don’t smoke and I found it quite gross to be anywhere near the smoke. I’m not even sure why I wanted to use cigarettes, I guess it was my chosen symbol for the theme of emotional detachment, and I have to allow for the fact that on a more facile level, it sets a bad example (smoking is really a stupid thing to do). But my images are intended as art, not advertising.
I have been behind with writing my first newsletter for my members, which doesn’t necessarily have an impact on everyone who has signed up so far… as at least I haven’t been bugging you at all (wink). However, I did promise a prize to a name drawn monthly at random, so I have drawn a name, and the winner is:
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Here’s some more images from the same shoot as the image above. They’re each processed slightly differently and I think they each suggest different things, and overall I did prefer the main image above, for its anonymity and therefore how it rightly suggests that the fag is intended as more of a symbol in a conceptual image, thematically based on recent changes in my life, rather than a prop in a literal narrative.