I’m sure alot of people have probably made the point, and to be fair i didn’t really notice the first time round, but the protest in someways is like cameraporn. Its like nothing more than an event for photo fanboys, and though i didn’t go with the sole intention to take photos, the increases in my opinion are bullsh!t, the act of goin with my own camera unwillingly makes me part of the nerd collective goin to take some photos on their 20megapixel hasselblads and canons. It felt like an event to be watched and documented for many instead of gettin involved for the actual cause, though alot of the time nothing in particular happened except people gettin hyped and shouting at the feds, not to say that i didn’t see people fighting with police and throwing things.
But what also struck me was the growin’ importance of the camera, not as a tool for documentary, but as a kind of mental weapon. The protest gave people the opportunity to use the camera as a tool of defiance, to get right into a police officers face and take a photo of his nose hairs if you really wanted to and sometimes to take photos of people who were photographin’ you, just because… .
I’m gonna stop here, but visitin a recent exhibition on street photography at the portrait gallery and then goin to this has really made me think hard about photography and how its becoming used by people, for good or bad.
An afternoon Photoshoot for Voodoo Barber + Tattoo Parlour in Kingston i did, met the owner randomly on the way to Asda and then took some photos that week. I think it could be a sign from above to get inked up …
Bell Soto inspired shots of a transcient creature in the form of a beautiful woman with a cow tail who lures men into the woods. Replacing one dark semi seedy place for another, the woods were replaced with parts of Soho’s XXX Neon lit streets.
So last night i went to Holland Park (pretty fancy) to take photos at an Iranian Wrestling Club in Kensington. The photography project centers around the theme of Legacy and I thought to look at how the legacy of wrestling from ancient civilisations is continued today.
But its a means to an end. For ages i’ve seen people that tweet and have twitter accounts as pretty lame, who wants to spend their afternoons reading the wall posts of someone else describing how many times a day some random has walked the dogs or watched QI? I don’t.
But I joined it in the attempt to get in touch with MC’s for my art of grime gallery project. So hopefully it works, because calling agents and managers hasn’t got me far.