inoculated city

there's a peculiar thing about money - in large quantities it tends to have a life of it's own, even a conscience of it's own. the power of money becomes very difficult to control. man has always been a venal animal.
the growth of populations, the huge cost of wars, the incessant pressure of confiscatory taxation - all these things, make him more scared and more venal.
the average man is tired and scared, and a tired scared man can't afford ideals. he has to buy food for his family.
in our time we have seen a shocking decline in both public and private morals. you can't expect quality from people whose lives are a subjection to lack of quality. you can't have quality with mass production. you don't want it because it lasts too long. so you substitute styling, which is a commercial swindle to produce artificial obscelescence. mass production couldn't sell it's goods next year, unless it made what it sold this year look unfashionable a year from now.
we have the whitest kitchens and the most shining bathrooms in the world. but in the loveley kitchen the average person can't produce a meal fit to eat, and the lovely shining bathroom, is mostly a receptacle for deodorants, laxatives, sleeping pills, and the products of that confidence racket called the beauty industry. we make the finest packages in the world, the stuff inside is mostly junk.  
raymond chandler/the big sleep 1953

three o'clock blues

some photos from a recent session i did with writer u.v. ray and a video that we collaborated on, earlier in the year...

BIRTH OF THE COOL

loopzilla

stuff i've been listening to all summer...

cosmic cars

finally, after taking a year off to concentrate on playing music, i get round to recording something, instead of just randomly playing the many instruments around the house...
under the eighthwave name i've been using, i jammed this piece of old-school techno, using an alesis drum-machine, my microkorg XL and a roland e16, all played live into the mixer...
more to come - as i feel a collaboration coming-on.
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lipstick vogue

what difference does it make?

rip it up

so there goes my year out of photography, as i crawl slowly back into it.
just twittered with some nice people, and have arranged a photo-shoot for next weekend... i shouted-out for anyone who wanted a photo-session.
will i pick-up the guitar/keyboards?
yes!
but, i know where my strengths lie, and i have ideas for photographs to work on first.
i think last year, i was getting to hung-up on studio work... i enjoyed the stuff i did, but the whole point of studio work is consistency, which can stifle the creative flow a little.
so, more outdoors stuff this time round.

and learn more, i need a learning curve to work with, so that i'm not just turning out photographs with no progression on my behalf.
thanks of course, to all the people who have kept my photo-mojo going in the interim period.

i did a lot of travelling of course around various places, meant i had to take a camera with me, and finding my trusty olympus sp510 helped... i'd stashed it somewhere safe whilst moving house, and promptly forgot exactly where that was(or that i'd put it in a poly bag on a shelf under my nose...) so once i had that back, i had a camera i could take anywhere!

more to come, then...
suppose i'd better finish that book idea i had then.