5 July 2004
After using the excuse "no-one will let me take their picture" as my reason for taking self-portraits, I began to realise that I had more portrait pictures than I thought.
So this week will be portrait week, and first up, is D, who complained, that much like the cobbler's children often go shoeless, I never take any pictures of him (and further, that there are no good pictures of him in existence). After an amount of discussion, wherein I posited that part a) was because he didn't let me and part b) was nonsense, we agreed that he would stop pulling faces and putting things between him and my camera lens, and I would do my best to ensure that he couldn't argue part b) any longer.
I think with this one I succeeded.
Oh, we've all wanted to shoot D at one point or another.
I think that angle really showcases his deep existential angst.
What a mong that guy is. And Mark, if your accuracy percentages at the arcade were anything to go by you'd need something on full-auto to hit me.
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