It's an odd sort of thing being a self-confessed eccentric, as not many people take you seriously. Why should they? I mean, I question my sanity from time to time, but life is a bubble to me. I want to fill it with wonderful things and happiness, because that's just me. It's like the world's against you all the time - you come up with something awesome, then BAM! it throws three impossible things your way. Wouldn't it be awesome to just have a world full of happiness? Peace, perhaps? Sure, we're all different in our own ways - despite my complaining that too many fashionistas look like clones - but we could do with a lift. A sort of airy-faerie sort of lift to bring something better to the world that is struggling.
But why, I hear you ask? Why bother when there could potentially be absolutely no one out there listening to your world of madness spinning in your head? Because I know that out there, somewhere amongst the draining, miserable economy and work-induced world, someone IS listening. You can wait for a hundred years and still not find that person, or know who would want to care about something as random as a piece of fabric or the crisp page of a book you loved as a child, but secretly I know that life will eventually turn out magical in the end. You ramble on about anything and everything, to anyone anywhere, worrying about the future, regretting the past, and longing that someone will come along and smash that thought into a million pieces, replacing it with a candle. A beacon of hope that draws you in to something that we all secretly desire, and bring our imaginary worlds to life - other than just to the big screen.
The following are a collection of images I have been experimenting on for my EXAM photography project, which are all subject to copyright protection on Flickr.
|...is a beacon of light...|
|...to brighten our hearts...|
|...and pull us through...|