Jade Sukiya's Photoblog

The other day I was shooting a friend of mine who’s a musician currently recording all her fantastically angsty lyrics. So, obviously, we decided to make some images to accompany her recordings and make her look as sultry as she is on stage. (She is bloody sultry, let me tell you.)

Right, so here is my eternal dilemma with photography, ideas and my misled grasp on reality. You know once you get an idea in your head that you love, you’re unwilling to let it go and settle for anything less?? Well, I decided I wanted to do this shoot in the water and once that idea popped into my head it was stuck.. despite the fact that water isn’t something that’s usually involved in everyday West Midland life, unless it’s from a tap, an overpriced bottle or the sky decided to piss on me.

The hunt for someone with an outdoor swimming pool was immense, even a young man I used to date and don’t particular care too much for these days got an sms from me, alas, that failed due to ‘dirty pipes’. I Google Earthed my entire city hunting for what looked like pixelated swimming pools in back gardens and then moved onto Google Streetview in order to investigate house numbers. You know.. in a proper stalker fashion. Beady eyes and determination were my friends.

Anyway, all the above failed and although I was beginning to lose hope, the concept remained to haunt my thoughts. It was not until after about two weeks of my desperate search that my friend, the musician, told me she knew somewhere we could get a pool… in completel innocence she uttered, “oh god, I didn’t even realise”… ha. It’s a good job she’s beautiful!

So here we are, with water photographs. There’s nothing more exhilarating than throwing an electric guitar into water capable of stripping its paint. It was only then that I remembered I’m not a great swimmer and I wear contact lenses so can’t see too well underwater… so after all of the work, I couldn’t go underneath the water, however I did manage to set up some lights and work from the surface.

BLISS.

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It was my birthday. I am 24. Wounded. We had a Coffee and Cake birthday party for myself and a friend. I think it’s now official, Coffee and Cake club is possibly one of the best events in the city because it’s chilled and showcases great talent, all in the space of our living room.  Coffee and Cake even made it into the Big Issue last week but I didn’t get the chance to buy it.  That’s a lie, I did walk past many many many Big Issue sellers (who doesn’t?) but I have major trust issues with them. I have heard far too many stories about people giving them money for a magazine and then the seller claiming the magazine is their last copy and they need to keep it.  I realise the Big Issue is supposed to be there in order to help the homeless and also has some really great content, but it’s not good practice when the sellers scam you out of your pound.

I tried to quit smoking on the night of my birthday.. it really didn’t work. In fact it is still not working. I am a failure. I’m off to roll a smoke.

Good news though, my film scanner arrives in a few days so I can finally start scanning what I’ve been shooting more recently. It actually pains me to touch my digital camera right now.

Spot the theme. Unfortunately, none of the below are mine, yet!