Can’t write much on account of the Arsenal game in a bit. Just finished tinkering with what will be the last 6 images for the final of the self portrait project we were set over christmas. I’m always amazed at how much work I produce when I’m in New Zealand, and consequently how much work continues to feed off of that once I’m back. 

Going through quite a narcissistic stage at the minute, what with all the self portraits we have to take. I can’t be bothered to try and feign vulnerability in front of the camera, I don’t feel it. And I’m not belittling people who do that, because I think they are showing something very personal and honest, but I would be lying if I did it myself. Plus I kinda like all the attention it gets when I get half naked. People think I’m a right egotistical twat. Not wholly untrue, but I definitely play on that perception and big it up. Kinda like a sociological experiment. With a dollop of irony, you know, in a proud hipster way.

I think fundamentally I’m miss understood by the masses? (I pose that as a question because how are you gna take that, in the wrong way maybe?)