
brownie comedown
this was our 'front view' first thing.
spent the morning in london.
driving about town running errands.
picked up ms.hood who was looking for business, and drove back t' farm.
spent the afternoon retouching: there is no end...there never will be an end to this...
i'm going to the reading festival just to see the smashing pumpkins.
saw them play the milton keynes bowl thing last in 1996 ish?
the chocolate brownies have run out: i'm on a comedown.
i am frustrated by not being as great as i'd like to think i am....again.
i used to say that photography is so subjective, like art, there is no right and wrong: it's all good.
but that is not true.
some photography is better than others.
some girls are bigger than others.
some girl's mothers are bigger than other girl's mothers.
i'm sure all the world's greatest egos have their wobbly moments of self-doubt...no?