Beltane came around again.
Back to school for a while. Most of the class went off on an all-expenses paid trip to Paris to shoot some Stock images. I didn't. So instead I advanced my ongoing Author Portraits series with a bunch of local writers who are underrepresented in photographs.
Nothing at the Scottish Book Trust is done by halves, not even a simple birthday party.
After the unusual engagement shoot I wasn't at the subsequent wedding but went along to the reception for a while.
More Illicit Ink, providing some Verbal Medicine.
Again with the college work distracting from the real world: the major project we had to do was running in the background. Most people were doing fashion, advertising, photojournalism... good portfolio fodder. I just HAD to be difficult of course and had embarked on a series of arty male nudes. It was a struggle because I wasn't quite sure what I was trying to do until I had done it but once the final set was printed on lovely paper I was most happy. And they're all worksafe and unless you knew the models intimately you wouldn't recognise them!
While scouting for possible nude models I popped along to Dr Sketchy's Anti Art School (currently on hiatus), which became a bit of a habit.
The Society of Young Publishers suffer from their name, as you need not be either a publisher or young to get involved; all that's required is that you have been in publishing for less than ten years. They run regular events on the theme of, you guessed it, publishing. This was an unusually interactive evening in the Brass Monkey.
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Once again, school raised its head and asked for Fashion. Handily enough, my friendly designer Jacob Birge needed to shoot his final collection - in Inspace no less. Strange how college assignments are so much easier when they're real and useful.
Back to Dr Sketchy's!
"I know," said the Edinburgh International Festival, "let's do things outwith the actual Festival. Why not put some opera in a library?" And thus we had Love in a Library.
School's out for summer, school's out forever! Except first we had to plan and fund our own variant on a degree show, Exposed12. That was fun.
The Edinburgh International Book Festival launched their 2012 programme.
A recent plot to get regular people interested in science, Science on a Summer's Evening featured drinks, nibbles, music and talks - and it was a lovely summer's evening! There should be more of this sort of thing.
The 2012 Edinburgh International Film Festival, after the fiasco that was 2011, got back to doing what it was good at. Personally, I just hung out at Inspace most of the time. See?
And then it was time for some spy-themed Illicit Ink with Invisible Ink.
There was another wedding that I didn't attend but instead hung out at the reception...
Tupiniquin is a green-painted TARDIS at the top of Middle Meadow Walk. They make gluten free crepes with a Brazilian twang, and since it was their second birthday there was a crepe- and music-fuelled party on the street.
Graphic Scotland are still on the hunt for funding so don't manage to do as much publicly as they would like. Comic Creators was the second event of its kind, the previous one being in Edinburgh, where they invited artists and writers to come along and meet up. In a comic shop of course.
A new voice in the world of e-publishing, Thistle in the Kiss launched in the Wee Red Bar.
After months of planning, the now infamous paper Sculptures were about to go on a tour of Scotland. Suddenly the press cared a lot!
And then it was the Festivals... onto part 3!