SLOW

How SLOW can you Go...

3D installation built in response to the word SLOW. 

Materials used; Wool, staples and string.

Construction time: 14 hours.

STOMACH POWER

Visually explain an organ of the body

This was the first project set for us as Kingston... the task; to explain an organ of the body in the most visual way possible. We were given the stomach, the following photographs demonstrate the extreme digestive and corrosive abilities of the stomach acid. 

Experimental shots using chemicals to replicate the digestive capabilities of the stomach within a lab environment.

Below are Photographs of the finished, 'digested' products.

POWER STRUGGLE - A QUESTION OF HIERARCHY

POWER STRUGGLE

 ... A QUESTION OF HIERARCHY ... 

Something that I will miss about home.

Something that I will miss about home...

Home. Maison. Casa. Huis. 家. Koti. Physically it's seen as different word in every language, however universally it evokes similar feelings. 'Home' is where the; heart is, family is, cat is and where the wifi connects automatically. For the majority 'Home' symbolises a familiar, safe place filled with wonderful memories. 


However this weekend I am leaving my 'Home' and moving to London to start University. The time has finally come to start packing up my room in preparation to move into my university accommodation. I'm excited for this new chapter in my life, but I found myself filled with nostalgia whilst packing up my things.

I will miss a lot of things about 'Home', obviously i'll miss my mum, dad, sister etc... but I will also miss the small things. I'll miss waking up to a bustling house filled with energy. I'll miss my cats. I'm not a crazy cat lady however falling asleep without a familiar ball of fluff curled up on my bed will be weird. One of the things that I'll miss the most are weekly trips to starbucks with my Grandma. During this time she'll moan about how she's convinced that her neighbours are putting rocks into her garden, fill me in on the latest drama on 'Dickinson's real deal' and laugh whilst she tells me old stories of my Granddad. 

I'm excited to move to London and I can't wait to start this new adventure but I will miss the familiarities of 'Home'. 

P.s.

My Grandma has informed me that she'll find out if the 52 bus can take her to London after its final stop at Marston Green so maybe i'll see her soon...

5 minute page

M Y    5    M I N U T E    P A G E

Welcome to My 5 minute page! This page is a cross-section of my blog... featuring various facts About me, some of my most viewed content and finally some of my favourite content. So who am I?

About Me...

Read the full Ten facts here: 10 Interesting facts about me

Something I won't miss about home...

What else won't I miss from home ?

Photographer I admire + favourite picture

Read my full story featuring Terry O'Neil to find out why this is my favourite photograph!

Design Discovery - Irma Boom x CHANEL

Find out more about the brilliant Irma Boom !

Photographers - Terry O'neil

T E R R Y     O ' N E I L

I mentioned Terry O'Neil in a previous post that documented my visit to MOUCHE gallery in Beverly Hills. O'Neil is an English photographer who is renowned worldwide for the iconic pictures he has captured of fashion, style and celebrity, most notably during the 60's. I first discovered his work in MOUCHE gallery and subsequently he has become one of my all time favourite photographers. It was hard to chose just one of his many images to write about as they are all equally exquisite, however I am particular fond of a specific photograph.

Terry O'Neil - Faye Dunaway, 1977 - The Beverly Hills Hotel, Los Angeles

Above is my all time favourite O'Neil photograph as when I learnt the story behind the image it particularly interested me and in some ways I could relate to it. I spoke to the head of the art gallery inquiring about this specific photograph when I was looking around the MOUCHE gallery and I learnt of the tale behind this photograph. To set the scene... imagine the night before the Oscars, you're at the Iconic Beverly Hills Hotel, surrounded by Iconic people sipping a gin and tonic at a pre-Oscar party. Faye Dunaway was at this party as she had been nominated for an Oscar and was taking place in the pre-award show festivities. O'Neil was also at this party and was chatting to Dunaway about the big day ahead of her and he offered her a proposition. He stated that if she won the Oscar, she was to meet him at 6am by the pool of The Beverly Hills Hotel. Dunaway was successful and won her Oscar so the next morning staying true to her word she came down to the pool to meet O'Neil, still wearing her dress from the night before I might add. O'Neil brought with him various newspapers that had covered the Oscars on their title pages and created the backdrop for the shoot. A flash of a camera later and they had their image. I love this photograph. The shock is finally setting in for Dunaway that she has indeed won an Oscar and her life and acting career will be changed forever. The dazed look she is wearing mirrors that of her current internal thought process and the oscar stands triumphantly on the table. 

Standing in that identical spot a few hours later I found myself being slightly able to relate to this photograph. No I haven't won an Oscar, but I do know what its like to be on the cusp of a life-changing moment. Currently I'm at home, however very soon I will be moving to London for University to start a new chapter in my life. This is indeed daunting and I can share in the feelings of Dunaway. The feeling of the unknown, the feeling of the unexpected and the excitement that this adventure will most surely bring with it.

Mundane fascination - Plectrum

P L E C T R U M

Plastic. Not circular, not square, nor rectangular perhaps triangular. Curved like an egg yet thin, .60mm to be precise. A beat it can initiate and a tempo it can keep. Strong enough to create power, vibrato... yet fragile enough to create emotion and intricacy. Without it creation of sound would be muted, painful and lost within itself. How is an E to compete with an A thats being overruled by a D who falls subject to a G, a G thats lost to a B thats hidden by an E. Separation of tone is achieved by use of equipment that fulfils the need. The plectrum is singular. It doesn't need a companion yet requires a partner. As alone it is useless yet within the grasp of a hand it is everything. The sole tool of creation, the mood changing, rhythm keeping tool. Plectrum also known as plectro can also play electro. Once picked up the pick can change it up, drop the beat and start the song. Not just reserved to one shape and size, much like humans themselves the plectrum is diverse. Equally a diverse sound can be created depending on the thickness and quality of the pick. The question is... which one will you pick?