Underage was better last year but Los Campesinos! did a good set, although they were only given a half an hour slot. In comparison to the hour long slot by Jacwob who were utter shit this seems rather unfair. Fucking Jacwob.
Everything seems so forced at the moment. We need to think of something to do, we need to go somewhere, blah, blah, blah. Can't we just be spontaneous? Can't we be lazy and have lie-ins and watch bad movies and bake burnt cakes and take photos of the most mundane things? Can't we sit in parks and drink cider and talk about nothing? I had ideas of things to do but when I'm put on the spot all I want to do is curl up and be quiet. Sorry. I know it bores you. It makes me feel bad too. I've been in too many situations where I feel like I'm not enough for some people.
I think for my depression idea I might do photographs where the subject's face is always hidden, showing how they feel unseen, undervalued, faceless. Should be quite easy to do and there's a variety of things I can do with that. I got the idea from photos such as this:
I bloody love water shots but they're almost impossible to do. I can't take photos at swimming pools and I don't have a camera that can go underwater. I should get one.
I've been spending too much time on people's Tumblr's. It's starting to appeal to me.
Not cool.
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