In the three weeks we had to finish the "Narrative" brief, we had one week for a smaller project. We had to chose one of our pictures and add text so it would change the meaning of what we see in the photograph. I chose one of my pictures I took earlier this year.
Hannah lives and work in London. She
is a freelance writer for art magazines like
Frieze and Art in London.
As far as I can remember her name is Hannah and I couldn't resist the
temptation of taking a picture of her, her black hair and her red lips in the
"Hat Party" we met n while I was staying in kent.
Met Hannah one Wednesday with a guy I didn't know yet.
She was like a 13 year old girl again: shy and quiet,
looked anywhere but me. She was so beautiful in that moment.
In September I went to a fancy "Dress up in the thirties style".
She had a fur coat, a kidney pattern dress and a white blouse.
The most interesting thing was her suede bow.
We went together to a wig shop and in less than 5 minutes she had a new persona.
Her fine blond hair was hidden under a prefect carre cut wig!
