All manner of surprises await you when opening the door to a new model. In this case it was Jesus Christ she doesn’t look old enough! It was a good job she had her driving license with her or I wouldn’t have let her in. She was an inexperienced amateur, the variety that more often than not will chicken out and no show you, so I had nothing set-up which was a pity because she turned out to be a little beauty.
Well I finally got off my fat arse and had an adventure. When I say got off my arse I mean I sat on several trains for over 8 hours taking a day return to Skegness. My mission was to see the sea, tricky thing at Skeggy, it involves what seems to be a 1/2 mile hike over heavy wet sand to reach the shore line. Beautiful, I can stare at the sea for hours, well under an hour on this occasion because I wanted to get home at a reasonable time. The town was busy, so busy I had to use my elbows to fight my way down the high street, but on reaching the beach it was deserted except for me and a couple of others. Okay the weather was a touch blowy, or should that be bracing, but that’s no excuse for not wanting to enjoy the views of the Lincs Offshore Wind Farm and the muddy coloured North Sea. Rob chastised me for airing my opinions on Brighton so I won’t say anything against Skegness. Fuck it! I’ve never seen so many ugly people gathered in one place!
I was sorting through a box of trannies when I happened upon a couple of nice sets shot one summer in the back jungle, sorry I meant garden. I thought they would make a jolly good update so I booted up the scanner to copy them across to the computer. Everything looked okay except the computer refused to acknowledge the existence of the scanner. Bollocks! With some excellent support from the writer of the VueScan software I use I’ve done a bit of testing but the only conclusion that can be drawn is sadly my scanner has kicked the bucket, well the thingy that controls the connection anyway. I’m not amused. A repair isn’t cheap and probably a waste of money because having bought it back in 2001 (cost almost £1000) it’s ancient technology and there is no guarantee it will work with any new computer I buy. I’m afraid my trannie collection will have to be marked out of bounds until I find the cash for a replacement.
Two contrasting attempts at balancing natural window light and flash. A recent set, which in my humble opinion looks pretty good if you ignore the slight greenish cast caused by the sunlight filtering through the shrubbery, followed by a feeble early effort where the composition is sloppy and the flash is overcooked.
This year’s progress so far. 3 casting calls posted, 1 shoot completed, 1 shoot arranged. The casting calls threw up half a dozen potentials but most of them are girls I have worked with before. Fresh talent is proving difficult to find. In the good old days any girl willing to show her fanny was suitable but nowadays I’ve seen it all before and want something special. Unfortunately I think I will be pissing into the wind for the rest of the year and beyond.