If only!

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PS;
Ruben and I took some photos of each other the other day... We're thinking about making a big collection into a book:

Out of all the things I presented in my art exam, the examiner was most happy with this. Very badly cut music and made in 2 hours. OKAY.

Today was my last official day of high school. Tommorow I will be performing backstreet boys in front of my entire school. I have a lot on my mind right now but no time to lay it out for you, so that will come in due time. Wow.

Happy Easter Egg Hunt Day

I've been writing about sports photography in my art book. I hate writing about art in general, mostly because I don't know how to do it, but for some reason or another I've been finding this the easiest photographical topic to talk about, especially in criticizing my own attempts, which were pretty appalling.


I'm pretty sure everyone knows this picture of Ali and Terell. It was shot by Walter Iooss in 1961. Apparently he didn't even get this photo developed till about 20 years after he took it. I can't stop staring at it. It's so good. It makes me excited, not only is it technically good because of the perfect contrast and whatnot, but there's actually soemthing literally powerful going on. I can't even begin to compare this to any photo of any pretty looking chick "gazing deeply" into the camera. This is a moment worthy of being captured, really.

I've been thinking a lot about the concept of art in general, especially when it comes to photography. I dislike myself thinking about these things because I never get anywhere as I have no vast enough knowledge, but I'm just trying to assess my position on art (which I disregard nearly as much as I disregard sport, sadly) overall.

DISCOVERING ONESELF. LIFE. STUFF.


PS; I forgot to mention how thankful I am to South Park for ridiculing Kanye West (although I am mildly annoyed that I am going to be hearing the fishsticks joke repeatedly till the next episode comes out and people can make new referenced jokes)

I think listening to the song which I've had stuck in my head for a week on repeat on youtube is a vicious cycle which I should stop right now. Anyway, I've been setting up my art show lately. I'll post some photos up next week. It's not very impressive, but only because I spent so much time rescanning the photos to get them printed in decent quality that I didn't have time to make the actual show look nice. The photos are all rather cramped together, and I wrote on tape a few lines to go with each series. I'll be alright.

Universities are haunting my mind. Goldsmiths, Queen Mary, LCC, other two which I didn't bother to visit and have no interest in... WHAT WILL IT BE. I applied for a Media and Communication course at Goldsmiths, which is rather hard to get into but sounds perfect for my ideal future career as a documentary maker. LCC is mostly appealing because it is an arts school which means lots of equipment to keep working on my photography, although it sounds like the entire journalism course just involves going out and pretending you already have a career. Queen Mary is the most academic out of all them as I would be studying History and Journalism...Except the building is horrible, and the journalism part, taught at CAS, is supposed to be the best in Europe... But CAS is a business school, I cannot picture myself digging that kind of environment at all. Basically I'm caught in between whether I want to immerse myself in the more serious academic scenary of UNI or the artsy one which will just feed my already growing pretentiousness. Basically, the more I wait to make my decision, the less of a chance I have to get decent housing. I decided it is for once important to share my boring personal problems so that anyone who comes across this can make up my mind for me.

Before leaving to London I had gone to a construction site in The Hague to attempt some fashion photography, just so I'd have something to proove to my examiner that I did try to "push my boundaries" throughout my practice in photography. Basically I asked Giulia and Sofia to wear fancy clothes and stand in a "contrasting" environment. I'm pretty sure every cheap fashion magazine has published about 10,000 of these series, but I think some came out alright anyway. Here's one:

I hope some day I can keep my flickr up to date and merge it into my website along with this blog. One day a time for this will come. After exams. Which are in 3 weeks. What the fuck.