The Poison Pen

Time to pick up pace again.

Posted in Uncategorized by thepoisonpen on April 20, 2013

The past 6 months have been a turbulent, funny, quaking epoch in my life. Liking to focus on the positives, I starred in a play of one of my all time favourite films: Arsenic & Old Lace, at the People’s Theatre in Newcastle. I then spent a horrid 2 months learning how to stage act to the best of my ability and managing to *not* pass out on stage for 5 nights in a row. Amazing knee buckling stuff. I also met some lovely people which is probably the most important thing.

I have to say one of my favourite things was being able to feel part of a family unit for those 2 months. Everyone was so helpful despite feeling completely out of my depth and having zero experience. I even got some of my home ware onstage in the form of a hideous gold candelabra.

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Black Sun

Posted in Photography by thepoisonpen on August 29, 2012

Slaggy cat nearly followed me all the way into the park today. She/he pretty much accosts anyone on the street to the point where you know it’s miow a mile off. Even in bed at night I heard: “Are you going to follow me all the way to the end of the street?” replied with:”MIOOOW” ha. No man, hipster student or child gets through Falmouth Road without being begged for attention by slaggy cat.

The Wheel of Misfortune.

Posted in Uncategorized by thepoisonpen on August 7, 2012

I appear to be coming out of an extremely long period of sadness and depression. The kind in which you can’t quite put a finger on, but where you find yourself religiously watching the real housewives of NYC much to the concern of your beloved, who can’t quite prize you away from your daily numbing sesh.

And that is what I have discovered: Television can be an insidious numbing tool when used incorrectly.

Then I realised how quickly half a year can go by and how little you feel you have to show for it. How I stopped writing, stopped taking pictures and stopped feeling like myself. Life throws up like drunk sometimes, this has nothing to do with you, it just happens. Situations, relationships and work all change all of the time, whether you choose to acknowledge it or not. Right now it feels all of these things are in a state of flux and it just feels overwhelming.

How does depression hit? I’m not sure, but not talking about it can add to it. Pertaining to the idea that you are ok, and that you just need to put on a happy face and get through the day can make things worse, you end up logging in online and feeling like you’re the only one struggling, thus adding to the feelings of isolation.

I deleted my facebook in a minor adult act of defiance and in a last ditch attempt to make me write letters, send emails, and anything just to catch up with the people I truly cherish. It’s worked to an extent, and I can honestly say this; when it’s not there anymore, you don’t miss it.

I’m not sure what the purpose in writing this is, maybe it’s just to say to myself out loud that it’s ok to not to be ok all of the time.

Accompanying photos taken sometime in March at the Discovery Museum, Newcastle. I actually took the photo of the mannequin and asked my hairdresser to re-create it. So I am now officially a blonde.

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The Art of Black & White

Posted in Local by thepoisonpen on May 24, 2010

Newcastle city centre has always been one of my most favourites places to photograph. The architecture is as grandiose as it is stunning. But interestingly the most beautiful parts of the city can also tend to be the most quiet (even on the weekends), so at the same time as photographing it’s incredible Georgian and Neoclassical buildings, it can also feel incredibly peaceful. A bit like imaging the more beautiful parts of London without the constant frenzied sway of passers-by. It’s another reason why when I return back home, I always feel like the North East of England is an under-cherished gem and also why it makes it a haven for the scale and impact that black and white photography can have. The subject matter should always be as dramatic as it’s medium you choose to use.