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Louise Spence
Goodnight [31/100]
Didn't wake up until midday, and was shocked by the time. Sat up and howled; the beginning of a day of neck ache and hunched shoulders. Made a breakfast of grilled Camembert on toast and reveled in the bliss of stocked fridges in family homes. Travelled from my home to Thomas's. Listened to Radio 2's feminist debate but didn't wholly agree with what they were saying (or the way it was worded, at least).
The day passed in a blur of watching tennis and setting up a site to sell prints while Thomas played video games. Tried walking the dog and we both nearly passed out from hayfever (note: Shotten's Farm is much more overgrown nowadays).
We sat outside awhile, and Thomas suggested I walk across the priory to take photos for the sunset - he's learning. He says he likes how peaceful I am when I'm editing, and finds it relaxing. After dinner I sit and edit, and I play music to Thomas while he's busy. I play him my favourite Bob Dylan song, and a few other songs I love listening to whilst editing, including a peaceful track that I've recently found on spotify. The adverts tell me about the David Bowie exhibition at the V&A and I long to go, and find myself angry at the biggest photographic contract of the year which had just cancelled on me and left me much shorter of money for the summer than I'd anticipated (naively perceivedloyalty to the clients meant I hadn't pushed them for a deposit). I chase it up angrily, knowing that whilst nothing will come of it I'd like them to at least feel guilty about taking advantage of a student photographer.
find me on instagram @belladayys
Goodnight [31/100]
Didn't wake up until midday, and was shocked by the time. Sat up and howled; the beginning of a day of neck ache and hunched shoulders. Made a breakfast of grilled Camembert on toast and reveled in the bliss of stocked fridges in family homes. Travelled from my home to Thomas's. Listened to Radio 2's feminist debate but didn't wholly agree with what they were saying (or the way it was worded, at least).
The day passed in a blur of watching tennis and setting up a site to sell prints while Thomas played video games. Tried walking the dog and we both nearly passed out from hayfever (note: Shotten's Farm is much more overgrown nowadays).
We sat outside awhile, and Thomas suggested I walk across the priory to take photos for the sunset - he's learning. He says he likes how peaceful I am when I'm editing, and finds it relaxing. After dinner I sit and edit, and I play music to Thomas while he's busy. I play him my favourite Bob Dylan song, and a few other songs I love listening to whilst editing, including a peaceful track that I've recently found on spotify. The adverts tell me about the David Bowie exhibition at the V&A and I long to go, and find myself angry at the biggest photographic contract of the year which had just cancelled on me and left me much shorter of money for the summer than I'd anticipated (naively perceivedloyalty to the clients meant I hadn't pushed them for a deposit). I chase it up angrily, knowing that whilst nothing will come of it I'd like them to at least feel guilty about taking advantage of a student photographer.
find me on instagram @belladayys