the very many projects of Jay Versluis
I’ve just finished modding my last three Holgas, that’s five in total. All my funky little darlings now boast a flocked interior and a switchable aperture.
I’ve been busy shooting several new projects, including Urban Decay and Fashion Victims. Watch this space for a serious Holga Overindulgence, coming very soon!
…. and not about the scantily clad chicks whose faces we don’t even want to see. We don’t need to book a make-up artist or hair stylist either. It’s all about the product – very clever!
Spotted in one of the countless shoe stores on Camden High Street.
Spotted on Devonshire Road in Chiswick, on my way to work.
If you thought the British press have blood-dripping headlines, think again: German “Sun” equivalent BILD Zeitung presented their version of “This is it”: DEATH FILE Michael Jackson.
Is that maybe a wee bit theatrical? Or is this German Efficiency at work?
I’ve just watched some “celebrity special” here at work. My colleague Marc had to do a dubbing job, and somehow his programme ended up on my monitor. It was funky stuff about “celebrities” and “how to get there”.
While watching it, I had this idea for two stories:
The first one is about a character who’ – fuelled by reeality TV and the relationship TV addicts have formed with celebrities – went to Hollywood to “make it big”. But that’s a few years ago, and the story is about his realisation of “it’s never going to happen, and it’s time to give up”.
In “Leaving Hollywood” (nice title) he realises that happiness can’t be found on camera, so he goes and finds it elsewhere. The story is not about him >>coming to<< Hollywood, like many other progammes show it, but him finding this system isn’t worth pursuing.
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The other idea…
I forgot. Darn! It was all so clear just a few minutes ago, before the netx programme came on, about Celebrity Stalkers. Should’t have watched it and should have typed quicker…
Abstract bloke from the Bodyworlds poster. Rather disgusting. Spotted at Turnham Green tube station.
On my lunch break, I went out to recce the Chiswick surroundings by the river. I expected to find all kinds of rickety old mansions and funky houses.
Instead, the very low tide on the Thames caught my attraction, with a path leading to what’s known as Chiswick Eyot: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Chiswick_Eyot
I remember discovering this years ago, and I always wanted to go over there. Well, today was the day – thanks to my new specialst Crocs without air holes: they’re like mini-wellies.
There’s all kinds of funky stuff on this little island (or ait as it’s known as), like huge round metal doors, a half rotten green pole, creepy bubbly things and a water meter with some scary writing on it.
I’m thinking this might look great in black and white, so I might bring a couple of rolls here tomorrow!
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