(i.e The most dangerous/risky shoot of my life)
Imagine me in a estate in the middle of Hackney with a camera, tripod, swollen ankle, black nails, bike, bag of accessories and best of all a kilt.
HARD LIFE.
Anyhow I was there for a good hour or so experimenting/playing with my life.
These took a good couple hours to sort, edit and organise. Suffer for your art an' all that.
P.s Check out the stupidity I got up to whilst we were apart Here.