Posts tagged “project

Nowhereville (7 days to go)


All that remains is 7 days, and Nowhereville is nearing it’s conclusion, or rather it’s beginning I should say, because that’s exactly what it is obviously, the beginning. Now the real adventure starts, soon I’ll go out in search of these places I have spoken of so often over the preceding days and weeks. And even though I might not get close to the funding needed for this journey, I’m still determined to bring this ‘passionate affair’ to life, there’s simply no other way. This affair demands satisfaction, and it deserves fulfilling the faith shown in it by all who have taken an interest in the journey thus far.

I would like to take a moment and thank my WordPress contributors thus far, what you guys have done is utterly astonishing.  For the funding I say a massive thank you, and for the pure faith shown in the project, well, for that I don’t have the words to thank you properly. Your generosity overwhelms me, and I’m utterly humbled by it. I’m dedicating Nowhereville to you, you shared in this vision, and so this project belongs as much to you as it ever could to myself.

And these are the magnificent people I’m speaking of, thanks again guys. Soon we’ll be taking to the road, soon this project will come to glorious life.

Adrian at

Jonathan at

James at

Timm at

George at

and of course Sorin over at

You guys rock!


Street Song (Femme Fatale)

You’re written in her book
You’re number 37, have a look
She’s going to smile to make you frown, what a clown
Little boy, she’s from the street
Before you start, you’re already beat
She’s gonna play you for a fool, yes it’s true

-Velvet Underground

I’m quite pleased to announce that this project (Street Song) was invited for a solo online exhibition at The Entopic Group during the month of May. The exhibition will consist of between 15 and 20 images – which I’m still busy  narrowing down into a decent enough series, but I’m slowly getting there.  Now I just need to find some love for ‘Nowhereville’! Yes, in many ways France – and quite frankly a decent portion of my life – have been a bit of a disaster, but if this ‘passionate affair’ could just work out…Man, now wouldn’t that be something.