Sun, Sand and Plastic

Sun, Sand and Plastic

If you’re reading this, I’m away on our annual camping trip down the coast with family and friends and Shelly has kindly hit the publish button. Thanks Shelly.

Summer’s here the rain has gone away
Summer’s here all thinking’s gone ’til May
Frenzal Rhomb – Summer’s Here

I’ve packed a container of plastic and am looking forward to our first camping trip shooting with a real camera, although, if the weather reports are true, I’ve been confined to tents playing endless games of Uno, Jenga and Guess Who. But if the weather clears, I’ll be packing plastic for every trek we take, be that beach, cliff tops or forest.

The desert sky before my eyes
Had burned into a sea
A flaming mass of oil and gas
And screams of ecstasy
Butthole Surfers – Dust Devil

Don’t forget the LEGO Batman Movie Minifigure giveaway we’re running while I’m away! I’ll be back with plenty of time to read through all the entries and work with the other Stuck In Plastic members to select a luck winner.

I can’t stand myself for just another day
I’m leaving in the morning, just to get away
Poison Idea – Just To Get Away

Happy New Year! – Brett

Portrait vs Poor Trait

Is it a poor trait of the LEGO minifigures?

It was noted, as we were deciding which images to include in the next BricksCulture magazine article last Sunday/Monday (a bloody hard task I might add due to the sheer awesomeness of all the submissions), that the majority of the photos submitted were landscape format.

This got me thinking. Continue reading Portrait vs Poor Trait

The ambiguity of stuff

ambiguity

[am-bi-gyoo-i-tee]
noun
doubtfulness or uncertainty of meaning or intention

stuff
[stuhf]
noun
material to be worked upon or to be used in making something

Whilst fleshing out the next BricksCulture article about Star Wars, we touched on the subject of the Stormtroopers and their adoption by the LEGO photography community. These endearing characters have become a favourite amongst us as subject matters. Despite their faces being hidden behind their buckets, a raft of emotions can be portrayed with these much-loved characters. Continue reading The ambiguity of stuff

Forced Perspective?

Um, I think it’s just perspective when you’re lying in the dirt photographing toys?

The forced perspective technique sways our perception with the use of optical illusions to make objects appear larger, smaller, further away, or closer than they actually are. It manipulates perception through the use of scaled objects and the correlation between them and the vantage point of the camera. Continue reading Forced Perspective?

Lets Shake the Blog Up!

Its time to shake this blog up and see where we land.

I hate to bore myself and I really don’t want to bore you. In an effort to keep us ALL interested, I’ve decided to shake things up a bit. Since there’s no one around to stop me and tell me this is a crazy idea, I decided to go for it. Continue reading Lets Shake the Blog Up!

Why…Instagram…Why?

Social Medi…EURGHH!

Last weekend I had a weekend away from social media. Last weekend I wasn’t peering through a lens or scrolling through my phone, instead, I was swinging off a drop saw and a nail gun.

Anyway, come Monday evening, when the tools were packed away, I sat down with a well-earned beer to check in on what I’d missed on Instagram. Or should I say, what Instagram decided I’d missed? Continue reading Why…Instagram…Why?

A Reminder To Remember

Baader-Meinhof? I’ve been seeing a lot of that lately?

Your friend tells you about an obscure “mathcore” band they’ve only just discovered.

Later that afternoon, you stumble onto one of their albums as you flick through vinyl at your local record store. Then you see a poster for their upcoming tour through the train window on your way home that evening. Hang on a minute, that’s them playing in that car commercial on TV, too! Continue reading A Reminder To Remember

aBC of Bricks

aBC of Bricks

A recap of the exhibition’s opening night

As John Williams’ Cantina Band started to play through the speakers, I twisted the top off  a well-earned beer, sinking back into the couch to take in the scene. All the dramas, hiccups and stresses subsided as I took in what we’d achieved.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

Christoffer’s (@east_mountain) triptych adorned the main wall opposite the entrance to the gallery; a fitting place for a wonderful piece.  As I sank into the couch below sipping my beer, with the bucket divided into three over me, we both looked out on the walls filled with photographs of LEGO; photos by Christoffer and I, our children and our two mates.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

Sarah from a Gallery in Preston laid out a table of her own LEGO for visitors to play with. People mingled, snapped bricks, reminisced, shared childhood memories of plastic and chatted.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

Sean (@theshortnews) and his wife Maria arrived bearing gifts. Something that didn’t surprise me coming from these two lovely people. What did surprise me was the flowers and chocolates (if you look carefully you can see them in the shot above) were from Shelly! Shelly, thank you! Sean and Maria, thank you! This was such a lovely gesture.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

I cannot thank Sarah enough for everything she did. Yes, that’s still her name, and yes, that’s her in the pineapple outfit.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

Around forty people walked through the gallery door; friends, familiar faces, familiar names, familiar usernames, new faces and new names.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

Little pink stickers below my kids’ and Christoffer’s kid’s photos brought on a sense of pride in me that is indescribable. Seeing their faces as they saw stickers placed below their photos by Sarah is something I’ll never forget. Those expressions didn’t dwindle, even as the pink stickers doubled, even tripled, in the case of one of their photos.

aBC of Bricks
aBC of Bricks

The night flew by in a blur.

I wish it didn’t.

I mentioned last post, that sometimes words fall short. This is again one of those times.

I wish I had the words to thank all the people who supported and encouraged me. I wish I had the words to thank everyone who attended opening night. If only I had the words to show my gratitude to Sarah for everything she did. I wish there were words to describe how good the jaffle and beer were we had at the bar across the road after the gallery closed.  And I wish I could find the words to thank Christoffer for sharing these gallery walls with me.

But I simply don’t.

-Brett

Pins and Neatness

(low) hanging fruits (of our labour)

Sometimes, words fall short. Sometimes, they fail to sum up emotions. This is one of those times.

The lead up to the exhibition opening this weekend had drained me; both physically and mentally. In the weeks leading up, I’d poured so much into it, I had nothing left in the tank. I couldn’t muster the motivation to shoot LEGO for Instagram (even with new Rogue One sets built and begging to be photographed. I’ve struggled to find words for this blog. I even made to trip up to A Gallery In Preston with a cloud of disinterest and indifference hanging over me. Continue reading Pins and Neatness