Here is the second version of Boy With The Camera!
It might not look that different to most of you but I replaced a lot of the pictures and added some more pictures and changed the edit a little bit.
There are still a lot of images which I will resource over time.
Step 1: Open the book.
Step 2: Read all available text and marvel at all available beautiful pictures on the double page.
Step 3: Turn the page.
Step 4: Repeat steps 2 and 3.
Step 5: When the book is now showing its back cover to you, due to your strict obedeince of these steps, repeat all of the steps.
So here's what I can do:
- Wrriting- short stories and some poems
- Editing- I've edited testimonials, a short film and sometimes I'll edit stuff together even if there's no purpose.
- Photography- I take some pictures every now and then
- Cinematography- Mainly stock/resource stuff
- V.O.- I do a little bit
- Illustrations- I can sometimes do a cool drawing when the mood strikes me
The government believed in peace and killed anyone who opposed it.
Check out the character descriptions I did to get more of a sense of these characters. I think it'd be cool if superheroes could come up for the Secretary Secrets collab so I used my own heroes I did for the Sidekick Wanted Collab. Anyway enjoy! (even though it's a little too long, sorry)
Considering he was the most famous person in the town of Holderdo, Dr Powseksi thought that he deserved a much better secret HQ then an abandoned gym. He thought that the town should honour him with something cooler like a zeppelin or at least...
The coat was hanging innocently on a hook on the back of my door. It was a horrible coat. It just was. I hated everything about it. It was just so cheap and stupid and I'd had it for years. Yet I had to wear it. I could bear the cold of the winter without it, but my mother insisted I start wearing it. Today. I try to yank it off the hook, but it won't budge. I'd have to carefully lift it off to avoid any fabric damage.
I hold onto the coat and lean backwards. Eventually something breaks and I fall backwards. As I get up, I...
So I'w's takin' this guy down t'Queen's Lid,
Real posh place by t'London Eye,
When I noticed this Gentleman Squid.
He was standin' outside, smokin' fags,
All on his own, in the freezin' cold.
"A gentleman squid?
Wha's that then?"
Asked my mates.
This Gentleman Squid had a squid's head,
And a man's body with a suave suit.
You could tell he was rich and well read.
When he saw me, he put out his fag,
And strolled over to my ink black cab.
"Wow a gentleman squid
Where did he go?"
Asked my kids.
"King's Cross Station please," said the Gentleman Squid.