halland

After a long silence, here is my latest. From a trip to Sweden last month, I first attempted this in Texas in 2009. Omissions from earlier months should be uploaded soon.

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mile high

I can’t resist plane toilets. I do kind of wish I’d remembered to flush though, and avoided traumatising the guy who went in after me…

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Snow

For Julia.

 

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flies

You guessed it.

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blood gun

This month I went to a tattoo convention in Grenoble. It was all kinds of awesome.

My assistant was Ju.

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doormat

I’ve never really understood those things that people aren’t supposed to do in public.

Guest photographer Johanna with the fabulous Cherry Pop disposable camera.

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safe as houses

To James, the boy in Hootananny (Inverness, Scotland) with a mouth like a sewage run-off pipe.

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marchmont

the perpetrator always returns to the scene of the crime.

johanna

July and its effects.

There’s been a wee bit of a bloodbath in my freezer this year, in a very contained way of course, but as I’m moving to Paris next week I decided to defrost and use up my stash as a goodbye to Brighton for now.

Thus ensued a little temporary defacing of the lovely porous white cliffs at Birling Gap. There’s a picture of the bottle and its not very extensive contents, and a b-side for this month. These photographs were nearly killed forever by inefficient technology, so I’m pretty damn pleased that they made it this far.

Also, I’d like to take this opportunity to do some shameless self-promotion of my new art blog, (sub)liminal, a transition photoproject. Check it out here.

But, before you do that, here is July’s b-side, or one of, that done a little bit in public and required a little bit of assisstance.