Jake.

It was an honor to photograph this man. 
If it wasn't for him, I'd probably be asking what drink you want with your Big Mac right now.

Stockholm | numrera en


A bunch of us went to Stockholm a few weeks back and it was amazing, very cold but amazing. I took quite a few films so theres no way I'm going to try and sum the trip up all in one post. I'll do several over the coming weeks, giving the necessary information. These ones are quite self explained. If I wanted to sum it up it'd probably be, "Oh shit theres so much snow here... Oh shit lets sledge."

  

Fuck The Whiteboard's 1st Birthday!

So its been a year since me and Russ have been putting on the Fuck The Whiteboard nights. We've hosted good times at The Macbeth, The Old Blue Last and The Russian Bar but the we've taken the Whiteboard its self pretty much all over London to all types of partying and venues. We were recognised by the the clubbing editor in Time Out magazine and had an A4 feature, "Taking club photography to another level". Following that we've hosted a Vice magazine issue launch, brought TEK-ONE into peoples ears and eyes, put on The Metro's last ever gig, the list goes on. Lets celebrate the fact that importantly theres an incredibly line up with a 4AM LICENSE, that Fuck The Whiteboard has been growing from party to party for a year and that its going to be yet another amazing night.

p.s. We have confetti canons. 

THE FIRST BIRTHDAY IS THIS FRIDAY

p.s. Thank you again to GEO for another incredible poster. 
T-SHIRTS COMING SOON.  

Fuck The Whiteboard / DUALITY

Another amazing night, thank you if you came. Party.


1's and 2's

Just a few photos from the end of a batch of film I got developed.
 There from New Years, snow day and a trip down to Brighton for a friends birthday. 


Got any heavy duty black-sacks? Bring 'em.


So it seemed to snow for a solid 6 weeks this winter and it got pretty boring pretty quick. But there are many a things you can do in the snow, throw it at people who don't want to be thrown at, build snow-men, go sledging...or you could put all four of your limbs through two bin bags, fasten them securely around your waist, go to one of the steepest hills in South London and see what happens when you throw your torso down it in a penguin like manner. It definitely works.  
This was still in the stages of when I didn't have any old shit camera's so I only had the fish eye to use. It came out with some interesting shots and survived a lot of banging to the ground at high black-sack speeds. Most of the shots were taken whilst sliding down, so were like mid-shot. So just imagine them about to fly kick into me. It was a lot of fun. 
 

Musgrove. The House Party.

Announcing house parties on Facebook really does work for you and sometimes majorly against you. It easily lets all of your friends know what the fucks going on. But also every other cunt with in a 42 mile radius. So when a party gets mentioned on there and over 20 people get invited it seems to have 400 confirmed guests the day after with the number constantly growing. This was certainly the case with the party on Musgrove Road in New Cross. I mean, I know exactly why the invitations got well out of hand, it was set to be an amazing party. The house was massive, they had a band going on [BEATY HEART] in the living room and DJ slots booked up until 5am. It was a no brainer. 

Sadly, something happened that really was going to happen which we hoped wouldn't happen. The house literally got so full that students were spilling out the windows pretty much. The police got sniff of it and it seems like they sent half of the station out to see what was going on. Once again I was only using a small point a shoot, one with a button that didn't like to work that much. But still, amongst the chaos I got a few snaps. The third one down I didn't take! 

A bit further down there is an out of focus picture of a guy shouting and holding a brick out the window. He later was arrested. 

Family

Grace & Lilly. H

LCC and BACON


Had a pleasant evening visiting LCC for some illustration, then back to 10 Vesta Road for some bacon. The Barrell brothers constantly have their shirts off.