Late night notebook
Being awake late at night is a bit like being drunk, for me. It gives me license to think big, silly thoughts without any consequences. I tweeted this a few days ago, in a fit of earlymorning brainjuicing:
2am. Can’t sleep. Thoughts and hopes and fragile dreams run through my brain. I shall do the impossible, for I am mighty.
Anyway, thoughts running through my head tonight:
- Heavily styled couple shoots. Not a new idea, but could be interesting to try both in the studio and on location. Imagine if your wedding / anniversary / whatever invites had pictures of you shot like movie stars.
- Dancers. Always wanted to photograph dancers. Everyone does ballerinas in grotty locations, though. What about street performers in the Royal Opera House?
- Gods. Gods, gods, and more gods. Dark and light; British gods.
- What would the Rapture look like on film (dry ice in empty shoes aside)?
- What do people dream of when they’re working behind the till in Wilkinsons or Matalan? More juxtaposition of dreams and reality.
Late, or rather early.
It occurs to me that I want to work with dancers, people who are aware of their body and happy to make shapes with it. My direction is the direction of someone who dances like an electrocuted frog; I don’t know how to achieve grace, only how to recognise it and capture it when it appears.
Argh. Why won’t the iPhone Tumblr app work in landscape mode?
