In 2012 I started a project called Diary. It was a self-portraiture project that soon became Your Mind & Body Is All That You’ve Got, but I liked the idea of having a visual diary. I was only photographing in my bedroom and I wanted to force myself to take pictures outside of just ‘normal’ things. I was jealous of people who stopped in the street to take pictures of whatever as I had a crippling fear of doing so. What will people think of me? The project went on until August 2014 and I thinking about why I stopped I’m not exactly sure but I think it was because after 2 years of making it it was quite a personal section of my website that showed a bit too much for me at the time. It also felt quite time consuming and I was relieved to not have to do it anymore. This project is now becoming a bit time consuming but I think it is down to me to tell me that I don’t have to do one every day, only if I feel the need to. This is more taxing due to the amount of writing, but I am guessing that they will become shorter after I have told a lot of back stories.
Anyways, yesterday I had an hour and a half to use between two events so I decided to walk between the venues. I bought a sandwich as I wouldn’t be able to eat dinner at home and I was holding that under my arm, wanting to eat it but feeling awkward about eating whilst walking down the street. I wanted to find somewhere to eat where I could catch up with the news regarding Manchester.
Walking along I noticed this platform sticking out of a building that was being constructed. It struck me as unusual. I had never seen this before, or had never registered it at least. I felt the need to photograph it but I felt awkward about what people might think of me. I nearly walked past, then I thought about this project and decided to make myself do it. There was a bus stop shelter to my right and no one was stood at the end of it, so I propped myself there and took a picture. I took it quick as I was worried about what passing people would think. I hadn’t framed it properly as I was too busy worrying. So I took another one. The same thing. So I took another one. I felt like that was enough and two men were walking close by and looking at me. That one wasn’t great either, but really it wasn’t about the photograph. It is quite boring. It was more about pushing myself out of my comfort zone, which was what Diary was for me.