Monday, 30 November 2015

Saturday, 28 November 2015

Hermanni (Your Space Is My Space) & random ranting

Just these two for now.

I am the type of person who has 20 tabs open in my browser all at once.
But now, because of all the stuff to go through for exchange, I have 6 WINDOWS OPEN AT THE SAME TIME WITH 20 TABS ON EACH.
I realise I'm super messy and like to lump my shit together and in fact, I HATE BEING ORGANISED.
It's sad but true..........
You just have to look at the state of my desk and my shelf.
And then I wonder, how am I going to live in a small shoebox space when I'm in Australia?

Friday, 27 November 2015

Oh mother

My mum is and looks like a sweet, conservative asian mum.

Thursday, 26 November 2015

Kishan (Your Space Is My Space)

Well yesterday was my one and only paper so yeah, I'm officially done with the semester.
Now onto more important things like sorting out my exchange stuff!!!

PS: If anyone can help me with looking for accomodation and stuff like that because I DESPERATELY NEED HELP FUCK

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

Stanley (Your Space Is My Space)

Fewer photos from this time because it was a tough process filtering through every photo and picking only those that fit into the book!

Friday, 20 November 2015

Lionel (Your Space Is My Space)

So I embarked on making a photo book this semester and completed submission today!
It is titled 'Your Space is My Space' and touches on personal space and the photographer-subject relationship.
The project initially started off as something different but eventually matured and evolved into a very subtle and calm piece of work that I am quite proud of.

Lionel and a few other friends were very kind to let me into their spaces to photograph them. Most of these photographs have been compiled into a book and I'm afraid this is the end of the project.
I would love to let some of these other ideas sit a little while more and go up a notch, maybe in some time to come because that kind of intimacy requires a whole new relationship with your subject.

For now the book is complete and in my prof's hands, can't wait to post the other photos up!

Sunday, 8 November 2015

This is why.

When you break up with a person, you don't lose just one person.
You lose a lot.
You lose a lot of things, a lot of people.
They take away the moments you spent with them.
They take away that time you put in to build that kind of life.
They take away friends -their friends whom you had started liking and some who had become good friends.
They take away those songs you used to listen when you were together.
Those lanes where you used to walk.
Those movies you watched with them. And the ones which you didn't but were going to.
They take away the person you had become when you were with them. Your identity you had associated yourself with. You were theirs for so long- being someone else's was a part of your identity.
They take away those small things you had saved- now you have no use of the ticket from your first movie or the gift wrappers you managed to save.
They take away those smiles you smiled when someone teased you with their name.
They take away those Facebook tags and photos and status updates which are now meaningless.
They take away those tears, because you will never cry for the same things again, not for another person.
And with all this they take themselves away making sure that you hate some of the things you loved including them.
- Ridhima Shukla

Tuesday, 3 November 2015

In conversations tonight, I revisited you.
"He destroyed my soul", I said.
"I don't feel anything for them"

Nights like these, I wish we had been better together.
But then again, nope no no nope naaaaaaaaaaaah I'm good thanks.
Fool the world, but don't fool yourself.

But I know things have been going tremendously well in my life now :')
Still thankful for amazing friends (and missing the ones overseas)


must be the fucking Adele song 'Hello' giving me the feels fuck but it's so good fuck fuck fuck someone needs to apologise to me now

Monday, 2 November 2015

My life in shitty iphone pics

photos of friends sleeping

when your outfit cute but your lips fucking dry

trying to take outfit photos for friends

getting flash tattoos on Halloween

welcome to the family my new baby (a $66 steal but by an apprentice meh whatever)

faking dining table scenes

Last two weeks of the semester left and I can't believe I'm updating my blog because I have a shitload of work to complete lol fuck my life how am i supposed to complete my work.

Also want to mention how grateful I am to the people around me because everyone has been selflessly contributing to my shoots and my work.
Some of my friends make the best models.

Also thank you Chewy for being the most badass friend yesterday night and making me laugh uncontrollably while dancing.
Things happen in the weirdest of ways.