walks in purple, at dusk
film, september 2014
Yaaaaldi, my favourite documentary-maker has invited me to a film screening of his in Glasgow tomorrow evening so I get to go spraff a ton of nonsense to him and meet a long-time hero of mine! I’m especially looking forward to talking with him about addiction (because that’s the focus of his documentaries) as well as how he’s sustained himself financially through making films that aren’t particularly well-known.
Kinda nervous actually. I know I’m not going to walk straight up and fanboy him because you do sort of get past that after meeting a lot of your favourite musicians over the years. And I know he’s going to be totally sound, down-to-earth and just maybe on the same wavelength as me in a sense. It’s puzzling but perhaps that’s precisely why I’m worried. I think I’m just afraid I may only get one chance to have a proper conversation with someone I’m sure I’ll really connect with and I may not utilise it as best I can. (I’m not by any means saying I don’t have some fantastic connections with my friends; I just feel like I could probably chat to this dude for weeks on end without taking a break to breathe!)
Here’s to hoping I make a new pal tomorrow.
Posing for the cover of Vogue magazine at Eden Festival 2014 [35mm photograph]
I seem to be losing followers by the day and I’ve only had a few… it’s time to up my game and start re-posting seductive images of myself I suppose.
(P.S. My eyebrow always looks baaad but this was it at its absolute worst. Silly seshes are not conducive to healthy looking eyebrows.)