COLD
Ah, the derelict building site on the Isle of Portland again. This time, rather than for an adventure, Michael and I were taking the first of my final degree series photographs.
Whereas last time we were able to just step into the site.... this time wasn't as simple. It seemed like the only way would be through some incredibly overgrown trees. Half an hour of slow, painful (the nettles! THE NETTLES!) crawling later and we had made virtually no progress. When we did finally exit the trees, we were too high above ground level to drop down. That meant going all the way back the way we came. It was becoming clear that we wouldn't manage.
Let's just say that, after a long time of trying with some literal tip-toeing past a security guy on his tablet... we got in. This was the first shot I felt comfortable taking after we got out-of-sight of anyone.
COLD
Ah, the derelict building site on the Isle of Portland again. This time, rather than for an adventure, Michael and I were taking the first of my final degree series photographs.
Whereas last time we were able to just step into the site.... this time wasn't as simple. It seemed like the only way would be through some incredibly overgrown trees. Half an hour of slow, painful (the nettles! THE NETTLES!) crawling later and we had made virtually no progress. When we did finally exit the trees, we were too high above ground level to drop down. That meant going all the way back the way we came. It was becoming clear that we wouldn't manage.
Let's just say that, after a long time of trying with some literal tip-toeing past a security guy on his tablet... we got in. This was the first shot I felt comfortable taking after we got out-of-sight of anyone.