Sarah Felis by Lee Jones for Alium Cult in Nottingham

To Nottingham with Alium Cult.

I’ve neglected this blog a little recently because I’ve been pushing my OnlyFans and doing other shit and I am only one person. So forgive me, and here we go with some words and photos coming right the fuck at you.

This weekend I headed down to Nottingham to shoot a bunch of content for Alium Cult – a collective of models identifying as disabled, intersectional feminists. Their goal is to provide a positive, safe and inclusive community for those of all abilities. Want to know more? Check out their website here and support ‘em via Patreon here!

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I arrived in Nottingham and I think this is my first day time visit having only ever passed through on a night bus. As we headed straight to the airbnb I didn’t really get chance to experience it properly, as my first impressions were that it resembled a second hand Sheffield… maybe I’ll have to go back and give it a fair go.

The plan was for those able to to arrive at 4pm and we’d all crack on with the shoots in the different rooms available to us. Unfortunately, plans don’t always go as expected and with some last minute cancellations and everyone else running late, me and Sarah just cracked on and shot a set of photos making the most of the house being empty.

Annoyingly my card corrupted itself which I think is the first time this has happened at a shoot so I chucked it to the side incase I could recover the files later and used a spare for the rest of the shoots. Obviously as this is a photo blog I did recover some files! So here’s a couple.

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Radiomoths: A Spotlight

Good morning! A little while ago on my travels I was interviewed by Kae about my photography and that. Our original talk was after a bottle of vodka and memories of the night are uncertain, so instead I answered questions again a little later via email. That email exchange is here.

Being asked questions will forever make me uncomfortable but you gotta try, eh.

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Radiomoths belongs to photographer and all round nice bloke, Lee Jones.  I first met Lee outside a bar in Scarborough where he was shooting nightlife pictures of routine Wednesday night carnage.  My friend had just been ejected from the venue due to his somewhat hammered state and I was annoyed as I’d just bought a not very cheap round of cocktails.

I recognised Lee as being the chap I had just started stalking on social media the weekend before after seeing his amazing photos taken during a frankly hilarious visit to Scarborough by the EDL.  And the subsequent irritation of rational thinking residents.  I approached Lee and handed him one of the drinks asking him if he wanted it.  He accepted without even asking what was in it.  And a friendship was born.

lee 1.png The horse that took an instant dislike to Lee.  But proved it’s worth as a model.

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Dalby Forest.

I haven’t actively been out to take photos since Wales and yesterday was the first time I actually felt like picking up my camera since then. I found a double that I forgot I had laying around of the lens I threw in the sea, so that was a nice surprise, but my 18 f2 is still missing…

I headed to meet Robyn and the dogs with the 35.

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It was pissing it down when I set off, but the sun came out in full force by the time we were walking.

I took a bunch of photos and only got a handful that are passable for the blog, but I’m not gonna dwell on that because at least I’m getting out again.

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To Wales and back.

I haven’t posted an actual blog in a long while, and it’s not for lack of doing things to write about. I’ve been all over… had another stint in Prague and covered a festival and hung out with friends, then back in the UK I travelled to Sunderland and Newcastle to shoot and catch up with various friends while also attending a wedding, and also visited Wales. There’s more things in between too, I’m sure. But I’m just having a massively shit time right now, though I feel like I should probably at least post something rather than ignore everything forever.

I’m gonna start with my recent trip to Wales.

The photographer Jazz was travelling down to work with went well out of his way to accommodate us, picking us up and driving us around, and even let us crash in his family home for the few days we were there – his wife even prepared us some vegan meals for our stay. Dynamite.

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We spent a day by the beach, and I found a washed up Jellyfish. It was huge.

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Goodbye Patreon, Hello OnlyFans.

A message I left over on my Patreon before leaving:

A huge thank you to current and former patrons for taking the time to support me and my photography since opening this account in April 2017.

The financial help has added up significantly over the past 15 months and without you, I simply wouldn’t have been able to take care of the things I have month-by-month in order to travel to the places I have done.

I’ve travelled literal thousands of miles, photographed so many people, and had more rad experiences than I can count.

My decision to leave Patreon has come due to the increasing pressure models and sex workers face making it difficult for them to earn a living without their accounts being suspended/terminated with zero notice, and I’m standing with them in solidarity and ditching this platform due to their ties with PayPal.

I’m starting over, which means my funds are back to zero.

This is where OnlyFans comes in, and if you’re quick you can snap access up for an introductory rate of $5 while I get things running!

As you’re familiar with here, OnlyFans is a rolling subscription, charged monthly and you are free to cancel whenever you like. Importantly, the 5,400+ photos on my private blog are still available to you, and when you sign up to OnlyFans you’ll receive the new password!

From here on out, I will continue to update the b-sides blog and you will receive all new content notifications via OnlyFans.

I hope you’ll join me.

Thanks!

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Steve Rawlz Photography

Steve Rawlz / Steve Rolt, a former student of Edinburgh Napier University. You’re getting a blog all to yourself.

 

You recently subscribed to my Patreon for a few days, which was adequate time to acquire the passwords to my exclusive content before leaving without paying. This itself isn’t uncommon, but what got me was after a little digging, you’re supposed to be a photographer. You should know then, along with the models we work with, just how hard it is to do what we do and get any sort of income from it (and it’s not like my photo blog isn’t free for all or anything).

Except you’re not really a photographer, are you?

Not only are you a detestable entitled moron that deems it ok to steal content for your own personal seedy wank bank, you actively take models for granted.

“He came to one of my agency studio days, was super fucking creepy and took some of the worst pictures of me of my entire career”

“He was such a fucking creep. He tried to take sneaky photos of my underwear and made me so uncomfortable”

You’ve also been described as an “old, balding, sweaty heavy mouth-breather”. What a way to fight the creepy photographer stereotype… you utter shit fountain.

STEVE

Keep the money you owe me. Being able to warn models away from you is enough.

Four More Years.

Whenever I leave the country I do my best to fly from Gatwick. My friend Abby lives just a 10 minute drive from it, and going to stay with her for a few days before/after my flights means I get to hang out with her for a decent amount of time while also breaking up my journey a little as I don’t get to travel south as much as I’d like to.

Jazz also happened to be in the area, so she made her way over to Crawley and hung out with us for a couple of days.

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The heat was stupid. So I spent the majority of my time looking for the next shady spot to sit for a minute which also coincided nicely with just letting Jazz do her Jazz things.

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Abby picked us up from the hotel we were staying in, and we drove to Tilgate Park for a picnic as the sun set.

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After the picnic we had a late drive out to the south coast stopping at Lancing Beach as midnight hit, marking Abby being 4 years sober. She’s nailing it. It was dark and I didn’t take my flash and so there’s very little photos but here’s a couple from when we visited again during the afternoon a couple days later.

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It was rad to hang with Abby for a few days, especially the day we drove out to Ashdown Forest and just laid in the trees away from everything. Well, as away from everything as you can be until a people in a hot air balloon decide to drop in the field next to you. I weirdly have no photos of that. What am I even doing anymore?

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Next stop, Prague!


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