Time flies

In a few days time it will be one year ago that I stepped onto the set of Zombie Resurrection. There are many things you find yourself being nostalgic about in your life, a favourite toy from your child hood, a  chance meeting with an old friend, and zombies.

I know what you're thinking, they're dead, they're all messed up. How could you feel a pang of nostalgia for something most people would rather keep at arms length. Even now, whenever someone mentions Basingstoke (where we shot the bulk of the film) I don't think "wow, they've got some really nice scenery, or isn't that where the Aldermaston nuclear weapons depot is.
No, I think Basingstoke, that's where zombies come from.

So, one year ago in a few days was our first night. A night of filling a corridor with smoke, spraying zombies in the face with cream filled fire extinguishers and me putting my foot in it by asking a girl if she was pregnant when she clearly wasn't.

Good times

George Mallory

Shot on my old Bronica ETRS, the one on the left was on Kodak E100VS Slide and the black and white on Ilford XP2. These images formed part of an exhibition and were based around the story of George Mallory and Andrew Irvine who disappeared whilst attempting to summit Mount Everest. I managed to pick up the goggles from an old army navy store for £5 and the jacket from a charity shop. We walked for miles to find a spot suitably in the middle of nowhere along the sea front and it was even colder than it looks in the pictures!