James D. Kelly

so last night after drinks I lost my mobile phone… feels like I lost a best friend… and just want those numbers back! its funny though, because only a few days ago I only had this thought about how screwed I would be to lose my phone, and now it has happened… should have taken the sign!

speaking of signs… love this irony… some guy has painted this next to many big landmarks in london. I like how it points out in some way that thousands of images are taken of the same thing ever day… and really for not much reason other than to say ‘look I was here’… you and everyone else. 

on that note… went to visit highgate cemetary with aidan, you pay for a private tour around what is so beautiful it looks like a movie set.. we hung out for a while with thomas sayers… bare knuckle boxer!

apparantly sometime ago, long before the days of digital and photoshop… a man took a photo of this tree.. and a girl stood wearing a white dress appeared on his negative… amazing thought.. didnt get squat on mine though.. just a bit of dust.

paying respects to karl marx and his big old head.

friend at work showing me this song called ‘james kelly’s dead’ and old punk song… after hanging out in cemetary’s I hope its not some sign… he then showed me some punk guy who shits on stage and then covers himself in it… nice.

if you see this expression on this man… dont trust a thing he says!

jemima buys her first camera… a black OM1. made me super happy, but a bit jealous that it was in mint condition and only cost 65pounds… especially after just paying 100 to get mine serviced… explained the concepts of traditional photography over a coffee, and then spent some time appreciating everything still anologue in the world. just love this frame.

taking over this guys bike… focus here shows my state of mind pretty nicely.. but not so terrible for 1/15th… think he was pretty scared, and loving the attention of three girls also.

and then motorbikes…

one of best friends finding love… beautiful to witness.

feeling tired early in the morning, but hungry enough to keep going.

when im old, if I just have a dog this loyal… i’ll die happy.

found a moment to make a new blog entry! hate being useless at things like this… I think I need to get a larger development tank, so the processing can becomes less of a time-consuming thing, and I can then dedicate more to scannning! It seems funny now how initially I was scared to develop too many films at once in fear something is going to go wrong… now that thought seems stupid.. good to notice a progression like that.

love moments like this, when you can predict someone is going to look at you just because you are doing something out of the norm, made eye-contact together through the mirror, but never in person… somehow that feels strange.

went home over easter to visit my parents, here is my step-father as we head out to catch up and play pool. I get progressively worse at this as I drink more… on the other hand he seems to get better.

at least I can still lift the cue…

experimenting with some different pieces of glass that came with my holga.. makes some fun results that you cant make the same in multiple exposures.

feeling some tension in the room here… dont know that anyone else noticed…

crazy how sometimes you feel like you know people from the streets as a friend because you see them around so often…

using toilet on my birthday drinks, these random guys asked for a portrait together.. dont think they know each other before hand.. one of those male toilet bonding things.

my techno cat

loving chocolate ice cream on such hot days…

again loving this feeling of being able to manipulate someones reaction to a moment in time, just because you are holding a camera to something.. such a powerful method once you realize the possibilites of doing this..

lonnnnnng train ride to take work related photos…

met some cool kids who drink cider outside my work often, and this guy came to play guitar for them because they are street also in a different way…

I’m wondering often in my life if people who don’t have an artistic mind/eye notice things like this?

met this makeup artist from the north with crazy cat… turned out we were strangely connected… it really is a small world sometimes.

this guys expression really didn’t change for about twenty minutes.. I began to wonder if he was a waxwork model, girl looking into camera was laughing about it also.

big party going on… and she is mostly deep in thought staring from the window.. wonder whats on her mind… this is one of the few moments she turned from the window all night.. almost as if her intuition told her I’m about to make this photograph…

wishing I could enjoy sunshine in the park like this…