
beauty is in the eye of the beholder...
...so i've just gouged mine out.
woke up at 5am to someone in the street (4 floors below, in camberwell) screaming like she was being raped or murdered.
SO miss that about living in london.
and all the following sirens going off for the next hour after.
at 6am someone called my hotel room: 'steve. wake up'
'i'm not steve'
'oh, i must have the wrong room' said the voice.
'fuck off', i said.
had an organic breakfast.
drove up the road to 'the perch' for a shoot with 'the raveonettes'.
YET AGAIN had major problems with the CRETINOUS hassle-bad H2D and 120mm macro.
seem to be unnaturally afflicted with equipment and things going wrong currently...in a long protracted campaign of perou-abuse.
suggested to my agent that if things don't improve, i will go on holiday and if they're still bad when i return, i'll retire from photography altogther.
become a cattle rancher instead.
drove back t'farm earlier than expected.
had turned the heating off in the cold barn so it's like a freezer in here now.
processing ze digital files and trying to get an edit retouched before tomorrow's departure.
i love my wife.