outside of my project 52 and collaboration projects with Nick and Shannon I’ve been quietly working on a little personal project which although it may seem a little sad and depressing, has actually helped me avoid feeling that way as I wade my way through the misery of a dank and wet British summer, relied on the NHS to hack me open and fix my hand and generally try not to feel too sorry for myself I thought that I’d try to capture some gritty dark and depressing style photo’s.
I’ve shared a few of these style pictures with you throughout the year and whilst I’m not entirely sure what draws me to them as they are undoubtedly pretty dank they are the style of photo I most enjoy capturing and getting just as dark, grainy and depressing as I can in post editing. I think what I’m trying to say is that dark and depressing photo’s make me happy.
I hope that by sharing these I make one or two of you smile too even if it’s just with my stupid captions.
Journey through the light
Hold my hand as the light at the end of the tunnel shines bright.
this is summer 2012
Global warming my arse, it was pouring with rain and freezing cold when I captured this shot last week.
just another teen romantic
What did your teen bedroom look like?
Get out-of-the-way old man
Can’t you see I’m far more important than you and am rushing to very important places.
she knows how to use them!!!
This just reminded me of the ZZ Top classic Legs.
Love Fades
I love the way this chalk etching is slowly fading away within its brick frame.
do you have the key?
I’ve got a real thing for old locks, I think it’s the mechanical beauty and precision in their manufacture that draws me to them time and again.
past glory slowly fading
I love this old Merc and can’t help but wonder about who purchased it new as an aspirational tour de force with its rock solid build quality and how even after all these years it’s still going, is it still owned by the same person or has it been passed from owner to owner and loved a little bit less with each successive tenure.
whats the bet the wheels will be gone come morning?
I’m positive this car doesn’t belong to a drug dealer
the lonely vigil
Is he longing for escape, is he waiting for his owner to come home or is he simply surveying his kingdom?
Once again I hope you’ve enjoyed this little insight into the type of pictures I find myself seeking out when not shooting with a particular idea or theme in mind.
What type of art inspires you and makes you happy?
TTFN
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