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    hazel eyes
  • Eye color is a polygenic phenotypic character and is determined by the amount and type of pigments in the eye's iris. Humans and other animals have many phenotypic variations in eye color, as blue, brown, gray, green and others. These variations constitute phenotypic traits.Morris, PJ.





    make up
  • The combination of qualities that form a person's temperament

  • makeup: an event that is substituted for a previously cancelled event; "he missed the test and had to take a makeup"; "the two teams played a makeup one week later"

  • constitution: the way in which someone or something is composed

  • Cosmetics such as lipstick or powder applied to the face, used to enhance or alter the appearance

  • The composition or constitution of something

  • constitute: form or compose; "This money is my only income"; "The stone wall was the backdrop for the performance"; "These constitute my entire belonging"; "The children made up the chorus"; "This sum represents my entire income for a year"; "These few men comprise his entire army"





    ideas
  • A thought or suggestion as to a possible course of action

  • (idea) mind: your intention; what you intend to do; "he had in mind to see his old teacher"; "the idea of the game is to capture all the pieces"

  • An opinion or belief

  • A concept or mental impression

  • (idea) the content of cognition; the main thing you are thinking about; "it was not a good idea"; "the thought never entered my mind"

  • (idea) a personal view; "he has an idea that we don't like him"











(9) Coulrophobia - the big man (or 'get a hold of yourself)




(9) Coulrophobia - the big man (or 'get a hold of yourself)





Hey guys, a just wanted to say sorry, like. Eh, the big fella says a have been swearing a bit much an’ that. Says ma last title wis a bit much, says am getting a wee bitty excited an’ that. So a have promised him that if am gonnae talk to you lot (and fuc…really nice it has been an aw) that a will attempt to refrain from ma bouts of swearing. Puts it down to a truncated vocabulary. Fuck knows whit that means like, but still.

Anyway, me and him had a wee chat about all of this. You know, the photos and the words and, well, there’s the whole clown thing goin’ on. Says mibbe a should be calling it a day soon (little does he know a’ve got about another ten cracking shots to share, nae luck to him and nae luck to you). He says he jist a bit concerned about who’s reading this, whit they’ll think an aw that, says it’s no quite the done thing. Although, huvin had a wee think aboot it, if ye ask me, the big man is a bit more pissed off than concerned. A can’t helpt but think ‘Mr button up the back’ is nae so keen on me spreading ma legs quite so wide on the internet. Best intentions? Mibbe no, now that ye mention it.

Ach, a mean, a can see his point like, there’s stuff in here that mibbe a should keep to maself. Chalk it all up tae experience, keep ma stories as memories and shuffle off along the long road to the end like aw the rest. Mibbe’s ah should be pointing this here camera at saturated sunsets, mibbe ah should gie up the ghost on this idea I’ll no be a pen pusher till the day a die, gie up all the romantic posturing about ma emotional mindset and the like and just accept that sometimes, life is just a fucker (sorry big man, but there was nae other word there).

Whit he says is that ye’ve just got tae bite the bullet, get your erse up every morning no matter how ye feel, no matter whit ye’ve got tae do and just grin away till your eyes close once more. He says that as you get older life expects more of ye. What he doesnae sae is that the equation works the other way, that the more life expects of you, the less you should expect of it. No fucker (sorry big man) seems to shout that that one too loudly do they?

In fact, come tae think of it, the big man is more or less telling me to grin and bear it (and given ma make up, there is clearly an element of taking the piss in that statement is there no?). Come tae think of it, the big man never seems to be smiling all that often himself does he? Ye seen his Flickr stream? Fuck me man, the anatomy of fucking depression writ large in a hundred or so tortured poses. A mean, who the hell is he to tell me tae calm the fuck down? Who the hell is he to tell me or any bugger tae get on wi things? It’s no always the answer tae feeling crappy ye know? Sometimes, jist sometimes, ye cannae fucking win.

A mean, a can tell ye of a lassie, a fucking cracking lassie, like. Beautiful, so smart it makes ye fucking shit yerself and with a heart bigger than a fucking planet. Still, life has handed her a bum lot. A mean, a don’t and never will know the full story ken? But the highlights (or lowlights) are pretty fucking bleak like. That’s no tae say there’s no plenty of good floating around her, like there is for maist folk. Still, sometimes aw that stuff is no quite enough is it? Sometimes ye feel like ye’d sink even if they threw ye in the Dead Sea.

So, this lassie a wis talking about, life, well life the way us old yins are supposed to live it, it’s just no for her right now. She’s tried to step into the flow from time to time over the past few years, and a can tell you from personal fucking experience, there’s a lot of pressure to dae that, from inside and out. Sounds easy from a nice calm plateau but I’ll be fucked if stepping back in tae the rat race isna’e like trying to go for a quiet jog on the fast lane of the Autobahn.

Digressing again, anyhow, so, she’s stepping oot for a while, this lassie. Not necessarily in a fun way. We’re no talking walks in the park and feeding the ducks like, this is hard work, just of a different kind. And a’ll tell you, the first fucker who tells me she’s wasting a minute, scrounging a penny or no living a life, well, they’ll be the wans pulling themselves together once a’ve burst their face.

Point is, this here life we’re aw supposed tae adhere tae like hungry flies on a fresh shite, mibbe it’s no so fucking smart efter all. Mibbe from time to time us adults need tae let ourselves step oot for a while, ye know? Just excuse ourself frae etiquette and manners, quietly shut the door behind us and just fucking BE for a while, ken whit a mean? A reckon yer a liar if you say you don’t.

So, she’s off tae be for a while and a most sincerely hope that me, she and aw the rest say a warm hello on the other side. Until then, am off tae be a clown some more. Sorry, am off tae be a fucking clown some more, while this lassie, well, a’ve nae idea what she’ll have tae be to make it, but there will be no grinning and bearing it around these here parts. Br











At Least the Dark Don't Hide It BW




At Least the Dark Don't Hide It BW





Since travelling last year, I’ve barely had the energy or interest to pick up a camera. I’ve had plenty of ideas for shots, plenty of words to put images to, but very little inclination to actually do anything about any of them.

In some senses this is no big deal. It’s just a camera, the pictures are just pictures. If I don’t take them nobody else will and nobody will know. Who cares?

In some senses though this greatly frustrates me. I used to love playing with my camera. There is a glorious simplicity in wasting days through the lens. Whether it was lying in the long grass halfway up a hill that I was never going to climb or maybe slapping clown make-up all over my face and running around an abandoned house. There was something wonderful about those days spent taking shots, and something edifying about the personal excavations that the images allowed me to complete.

The clown shots from last year allowed me to step away from a difficult time and gave me the framework to understand it. The travel shots helped me cope, at the time of shooting, with a feeling of loneliness and excitement that was hard to deal with. The shots of Hazel let me express some emotions that the 9 to 5 life makes it difficult to fit in.

Despite these benefits I have become nervous and embarrassed about the portrait shots I have taken, I started seeing them through others eyes. Through the eyes of colleagues or distant friends and I became ashamed of the clear oddity that they are. Since I started feeling that I have all but shut myself off from taking such images.

Point is, I took this shot one rainy night some nowhere place in America. It is to some eyes I have no doubt melodramatic, vain or just plain weird to take such shots of myself but in all honesty there was very little artifice in the shot or the pose. There is now, finally, for me no reason to be embarrassed about this. The night I took this I was lost in the camera and it allowed me to stop feeling the constant push of travel. It allowed me to understand how I was feeling, what I was feeling about who and what I wanted to do next. Sometimes life is extreme, sometimes we have emotions and sometimes we need to express them in ways that suit us, not other people. Sometimes there is a truth that goes beyond the day to day and sometimes a camera is a portal to view that truth without getting too lost in it.

I’m rambling. The point is this: standing there that night I was doing something useful for myself and that is why I have missed using my camera. I have missed the calm and time it gives me to get a grip on the myriad of thoughts that always (and I mean always) rush through my head. In the dark that night I showed myself to myself and now, looking at the shots a year on, can remember and comprehend exactly what was going on in my head at that time. The theme of these shots, The Dark Don’t Hide It, is about the fact that when I was with my camera that night I was able to switch off from all people and places and just express myself to myself.

Taking inspiration from this shot I spent some time last weekend taking some new self portrait shots for the first time in nearly a year. I’ll post them shortly and hopefully some people will enjoy them and understand them. Best bit is, if nobody does, I won’t care anymore.











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