James D. Kelly

shopping for new shoes with aidan… Its impossible to ever find anything I like with such big boat feet, so I give up and just keep wearing my converse.

posing for coffee downtown oxford street, being poser!

mcthorpe, mchungry, mcbeautifulmusic, mclatenight, mcheartattack…

moment after this kiss, she looks at him with some of the most true love I have ever seen in her eyes… this to me is the worlds most powerful magic

each person reading information in free london paper, something about celebrity life, or some useles fact, that is forgotten as quickly as it is read

‘how to be kylie minogue’ hah! the irony…

went to a celebrity musician fancy dress party at the weekend, and decided to go as kurt cobain, for some reason in my drunken state it seemed like a really good idea to stop at any pub on the way and play nirvana on the jukebox. looking back on these photos its practically suicide… local pub for local people. I sat there with my half a pint for about five minutes, and left somewhere in the middle of smells like teen spirit solo.

asked the barmaid to make my photo in here, it did make me laugh to see the negative (which I accidently cut in half because of being so tired) these kind of people in the UK are really something else.

food anyone?

made this shot on the way to get more cocktail, straight after she said I must ask permission to take photograph in a joking way, so I did… and it wasn’t as interesting.

this guy brought huge cardboard cut-out boombox and some friends looking beasty boy.

1/15th - barely any light in this room.. some funky late night pulp fiction style dancing… like right before uma thurman over doses on heroin and they stick a needle in her heart.

production co-ordinator on sweeney todd, also become really good friend to me, cant remember taking this, but usually his portraits seem to involve cigarettes and alcohol.

shes makes me want to pick up a camera, and celebrate the myriad ways that I love her.