At the end of a sixty nine hour week I’m afraid the most I can come up with is a quick update about the day zero project which I began in August.
I saw my intimate gig! Emmy the Great and Stealing Sheep at the Deaf Institute in Manchester. The only photo I took was dreadful, but the music and the venue were lovely.
I attended a beer festival. Well I worked one really but hey…I’m exhausted either way but I was the only person in the place who didn’t touch a drop for the seven days! Seriously, I even farmed out the tasting of the stuff I was selling to others so I could advise customers.
Something about drinking in that kind of environment doesn’t appeal to me. I really have begun to link alcohol with food, sure get home from work on a hot summers afternoon and drink a beer while picking at a few olives, some crusty bread and a selection of cheeses. Maybe a glass of wine with a nice thick, bloody steak. But drinking for the sake of drinking? Drinking and making notes? Perhaps I shouldn’t be so critical of something which gives me work once a year but I’ve seen some several thousand very drunk people over the last three or four days and I have never been so happy to not follow the crowd. You can see some other pictures from the event here.
I bought a new camera, surprising myself with a stupidly expensive Canon which I really regret now. Something happened whereby I lost my mind for a couple of hours and went into some kind of consumer-zone and when I came out I owned a Canon DSLR. Now I have to think of something else to buy when I win the lottery.
I’m going to change a few more of my challenges around. I really want to start taking more pictures of people instead of buildings and landscapes, and I have a few willing volunteers, so I’m going to make a portrait-photography challenge, maybe instead of the stupid idea to have a spa treatment.
And I’m determined to see the Blackpool illuminations this year as I haven’t seen them since 1988.