Last night, after a relatively heavy conversation with a friend I loaded up my iPod with a playlist and just got gone. I covered a fair few miles pretty quickly – cleared my head, compartmentalised some thoughts, got back home, and just lazed about before finally going to bed.
I woke up this morning feeling much better. Fresh air and talking, eh. Who knew.
Amy actually headed through to Glasgow this morning to join Jeffels, Omar, and myself on one of our photowalks. And this time Omar brought along Rebecca (who I took a whole bunch of portraits of), who also happens to be a damn fine photographer in her own right. Rad.
Goon squad, set.
We headed to the park. Daisy chains were made. Swings were swung on. Camera gear was shared around. And we made some new dog pals.
Jazz & Kitty have been due to come up to Glasgow for a while now, and yesterday is when I was expecting them. However, some things came up and they were instead due to land today.
Kitty couldn’t make it in the end, but Jazz trecked up as she does on an array of buses, trains, and strangers cars…
All singing, all dancing. Girls got swag.
I took my 50mm 1.7 out again today as I’m currently in love with the knackered old thing, and I actually used it pretty heavily today so I think some of my photos have a different feel and I think it’s a good thing?
This is Rebecca.
We made our way towards Dawsholm Park. I’d never been before, and I took a glimpse at a route on Google maps and committed it to memory.
Some dared doubt my ability to remember such details.
I proved them wrong.
This is Amy, straight outta Snapchat.
And this is Jazz, straight outta the bush.
After being really into seeing the photos Jeffels and Omar took on our walk last week, I’m really looking forward to seeing the day from the perspectives of Rebecca and Amy.
Amy was shooting film on her lovely wee Minolta, and I’m such a shit with gear that I’m not sure what Rebecca was shooting… though I’m fairly sure it was mostly a Canon.
I grabbed a couple more portraits because why not.
It wasn’t long before we found some cool looking sheds.
Jazz took straight to it.
Naked in a second. This girls confidence and ‘just do it’ attitude makes shooting effortless. She’s staying for a week and we’ve got a bunch of cool ideas for shoots lined up so I dare say this won’t be the last time she gets naked this week.
After my solid navigational skills, we made it to Dawsholm Park.
This is Amy, straight outta the 70’s.
There’s a lot of portraits of Rebecca and I feel like every time I saw some nice light I got her to stand in front of me. I don’t feel the least bit bad about it though…
Amy content in climbing on anything in sight.
And Jazz content in just being free.
“We’re coming out on Facebook, we need some couple photos”.
We pissed about in the park for a while longer and after a bit of climbing and some more nudes and bumping into more dogs, we eventually made it to somewhere we could stop and eat.
Swear to God, every time the light fell good we took photos. Beautiful.
Amy took the train back to Edinburgh, and Omar and Rebecca headed back too.
When we arrived at the flat, I decided to make use of the lift.
For reasons unknown our uptight neighbours hate us, and I suppose if they saw us shooting in the elevator it’d rile them up in some dumb way like we’re some disgusting sub-human scum or something.
So hey, neighbours – If you’ve somehow figured out who I am and know about my blogs and shit and are reading this. Lighten up. Don’t die bitter and boring.
If you dug these photos, I posted another 61 from the day featuring more portraits and more nudity over on my B-Sides Blog which can be accessed for $7.50 via my Patreon Page. If you check it out there’s also other rewards like having photo-prints and Instax delivered to your door each month. All funds directly help me complete projects and keep shooting photos.