I am running Jenny!
Dreams watching each other narrowly
Soft luxuriant cars
Girls in garages, stripped
Out to get liquor and clothes
Half gallons of wine and six-packs of beer
Jumped, humped, born to suffer
Made to undress in the wilderness
I took this photo tonight , I like it a little.
Dibzzy and I went driving around Port Macquarie in the rain.. stopping in at random appartments, entering the foyers and taking photos. I dont like most of these, But I loved the first one. It was taken in some street near Flynns beach, we'd pulled over and I was just pulling myself out of the car, I noticed the way the light was reflecting on the raod because of the rain, took the flash off my camrea and got it, and fuck covering my bases and bagging out my work before anyone else can, I LIKE IT.
I can't speak as highly for these shots.. but I guess they speak as proof that making something black and white does not make it 'artistic'
A Balloon I found laying in the gutter with leaves and rybbish. The Balloon was bright Blue.
Fast food box and a cigarette butt in a Telstra phone booth. Dreg culture.
My bony looking ugly feet. The edging in of the darkness is not due to the contrast alterantions, It was the lighting in the phone box, it was pretty interesting. I wore thongs out in the rain, I couldn't feel my toes by the end of the night, but In some way it was kind of liberating.
A gate, and some grass.
I took this in one of the apartment foyers we went into.
Another Foyer. Dibbzy used to live in this apartment block. I found it the most facsinating, It was the first one we went to, and gave us the idea of hoping from apartment block to apartment block. Yeah, I know, dont tell me the shot is out of focus, I know it is.. It was meant to be. I dont like this photo at all, but I really liked that block.
The hallway of another apartment block.
A house out near Town Beach. Once again, defiantly not an overly interesting photo.
Same House.
More... house... of some kind?
The pool of one of the Apartment blocks. Blurgh.
I'm over writting captions, make of it what you will.
(note: dont take offence to this dibbzy.. I know you better to think this of you, you just happened to be 'in the wrong place at the right time' so to speak..P.S: stop pumping your lungs full O' tar :P ) Kind of another portrait of dreg culture. (dibbzy isnt a dreg, but lets just forhet it is dibbzy and suspend our disbelief for a moment or two, its a faceless teenage boy, smoking, in a public phone booth at night.
Still complimenting myself on the very first shot though... with the streetlight.. GAH!