So, a friend and I went to the members' launch of Shape of Light at Tate Modern. We were running late and arrived just before last entry, so I figured it would be packed... but we had the entire show to ourselves. The. Entire. Show. For. An. Hour. And, yes, we did feel like royalty,... Continue Reading →
By the end of the edit I felt like I'd line danced my way through a Calgary Stampede's worth of stacked heels. I've blisters, FFS.
Week 8 on the NCFE Level 2 photography course: in which I fail miserably to chose my final 11 images.