Also, I guess this is worth mentioning, this blog will go from SFW to NSFW with immediate effect, so if you view this at work, dont lose your shit if one day you logon and theres a naked woman on the homepage! Basically it means this space will feature a bit of language and some tits and ass. You have been warned.
Here is something cool though and something that I'm fizzing about! I just did a deal with a web design company to build a website and rebrand my online stuff. I wont give too much away, but I can let you in on this much: Its going to be slick, website for my portfolio and personal projects, a login area for client's, where you or they can rate and proof images, a brand new blog that will run with the theme of being clean, elegant, simple and easy to navigate. Thats all you get for now but I can say we will be having a BIG party for the launch, if you are in TRD, it goes without saying you are invited. Some guerrilla marketing will be chucked in for good measure. The company that I have entrusted with this mind boggling task is a local group by the name of Creatur Media. You should check them out here:
This bring me to my next point. What a joy it is to be surrounded by likeminded, willing, energetic, creative people. Web designers, 3D animators, producers, art directors, models, actors, stylists, artists, and musicians. There are plenty others that deserve mention, but you know who you are! After being in a relationship with the closed minded, creatively impeded spawn of Satan that I foolishly called my partner my dreams were crushed and my inspiration drained for over two years. (Yes, that was a cheap shot, but its true.) Don't get the wrong idea here, I'm not being narcissistic or a chauvinist, I love and respect women and the female form for what is is, the female spirit is a beautiful thing. It really feels like I was being completely static and held back not only with the way I was shooting, but my thought process with regards to concepts, art direction, ideas and finding inspiration, that now when I wake up, I have an idea, I write it down, brainstorm for a bit, and I'm making phone calls and, planning and fixing things within 24 hours. The weight of being in an abusive relationship will kill your creativity, your inspiration and your soul. I have so much love for all the people around me at the moment, my new friends in Iceland, my old friends in Trondheim, my family in Cape Town, my recently re-found family in Holland, and my superstar #1 Linn Sara. All of you mean the world to me. Thank you for all you support, affection and inspiration.
Ok, now for some more news. I found my old iPod. And got it to work! This fossil has music on it from 4 years ago. So interesting to see my playlists from 4 years ago. I was so stoked to hear The Great Unknown by TonightWeDie. One of my all time favourite SA bands. YOU WILL NOT FIND THAT SONG ONLINE!!! I know this because I have tried with many hours of frustration. News?! YES! Something actually sensible now. I have been shooting! Some very cool stuff too. Im busy flipping pictures with my retoucher from Iceland, so you will start seeing those pretty soon. But what you are going to see now is the beginning of a series of work I have been planning for a while. This is just a teaser, and I dont have a name for the series yet, but if you got suggestions, throw them in the comment box! Here is a vivid description:
"The setting is a hotel room, its warm, spacious, and vibrant. She is in a pair of knee-high stockings, black underwear with lace. Her make up is natural, her features shine through. Her eyes are a piercing sea-foam green. She lies on the floor, calm, her eyes are asking me to take pictures, her body is moving gently from side to side. I shoot and shoot. I am right here. I am focused. The direction I'm giving her is not needed, each time I begin to open my mouth to ask her to do something, she already starts re-adjusting. A few hours later, she is in the shower, the make up runs down her face. Her hair is wet, the soft, gentle curls are now a mess. Her eyes are no longer on me, they gaze into the infinite void of a reflection of the mirror above the sink. I leave the bathroom."
More to come over the weekend. Stay cool. N.
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