22:47 :
Spending a very bad evening in dreadful Gare du Nord. SNCF I hate you.
lundi 20 octobre 2008
mardi 7 octobre 2008
dimanche 5 octobre 2008
23:33 : 365 #046: The Birds
This is my first shot for FGR. I felt like no idea would come but I love this movie. I started toying with the ideas of posing with the crow on my arm, or just looking afraid in front of a telegraphic pole with birds on top, but all of this has been done to death...
So I took what I thought was easy, replacing Tippi on the poster. I was happy with the idea until I actually found the poster online. There are about 10 different layers in my Photoshop file in the end, for the original background, the same but on top of me, then me, the colour change for my t-shirt, the black crow painted on my face, the text moved on the left to match my hand, a white mask to hide the original Tippi, a yellow one with my tiny face at the bottom, and my name next to it...
So I took what I thought was easy, replacing Tippi on the poster. I was happy with the idea until I actually found the poster online. There are about 10 different layers in my Photoshop file in the end, for the original background, the same but on top of me, then me, the colour change for my t-shirt, the black crow painted on my face, the text moved on the left to match my hand, a white mask to hide the original Tippi, a yellow one with my tiny face at the bottom, and my name next to it...
vendredi 3 octobre 2008
21:51 : 365 #044: Gillette Corner
Believe it or not there is absolutely no retouching on this photo, as much as I would like to say the glow on my face, the sky, light in the trees, reflection on the tower or in my eyes have anything to do with me, I just held my arm (while I was on the phone with my father) and shot.
This is very close to where I work, for another... three weeks.
Gillette Corner is a crossroad between the A4 and B454 roads, on the border between Osterley and Brentford in West London, and is part of the Great West Road's "Golden Mile". It is home to the former headquarters of the Gillette Company, a grade II listed Art Deco style building. The surrounding area, which is also known as Syon Lane, named after the name of the B454 as it crosses the A4 at Gillette Corner, is home to a Tesco hypermarket and nearby Syon Lane railway station.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gillette_Corner
This is very close to where I work, for another... three weeks.
Gillette Corner is a crossroad between the A4 and B454 roads, on the border between Osterley and Brentford in West London, and is part of the Great West Road's "Golden Mile". It is home to the former headquarters of the Gillette Company, a grade II listed Art Deco style building. The surrounding area, which is also known as Syon Lane, named after the name of the B454 as it crosses the A4 at Gillette Corner, is home to a Tesco hypermarket and nearby Syon Lane railway station.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gillette_Corner
21:51 : 365 #043: We've been to Scotland...
... this summer, and we each came back with a kilt.
So we thought we would both take a picture in it today. Here's mine, she took hers yesterday night.
So we thought we would both take a picture in it today. Here's mine, she took hers yesterday night.
21:50 : 365 #042: I'm Not Here
I close my eyes, plug in my headphones, and none of this happening. The world around me isn't here, I'm immaterial, floating, rested, and I'm in a better place.
How to Disappear
That there
That's not me
I go where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
In a little while I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
-- Radiohead
How to Disappear
That there
That's not me
I go where I please
I walk through walls
I float down the Liffey
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
In a little while I'll be gone
The moment's already passed
Yeah it's gone
And I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
Strobe lights and blown speakers
Fireworks and hurricanes
I'm not here
This isn't happening
I'm not here
-- Radiohead
21:50 : 365 #041: The unforgiving light of the fridge at night
4am, I woke up because of... I don't know. Too hot in the flat. I turned the heating down, got to drink some Fanta, remembered I didn't get a photo for yesterday, shot this and went to bed. I remember that all of this because I saw the camera next to me in bed when I woke up.
21:49 : 365 #038: A Little Bitty Tear Let Me Down
I'm trying to keep a good face about leaving, but everything I see,
hear or smell moves me, even the inane things that pass my window on
the train...
This last month in London is going to be way to short for all the
things I have to do, but way too long for my nerves, I want to have my
new job, my new flat, and at last her skin against my skin...
hear or smell moves me, even the inane things that pass my window on
the train...
This last month in London is going to be way to short for all the
things I have to do, but way too long for my nerves, I want to have my
new job, my new flat, and at last her skin against my skin...
21:48 : 365 #036: Colindale Station
You can tell from my clothes and my being shaved that it was an important day for me.
21:48 : 365 #035: At Last We See Each Other
Using Skype at work implied finding the right port and bringing my MacBook Pro. On her side, she had to install find her name and password again... Plus we're using the phone, much better sound quality.
Easy, totally worth it.
The screenshot was taken a couple of minutes ao, and uploaded while we were still talking.
Easy, totally worth it.
The screenshot was taken a couple of minutes ao, and uploaded while we were still talking.
