we can see you

I wrote this last night but I'm posting it now...

Sorry I haven�t posted in a while, but I�ve been busy! I got a temp job demonstrating a new mobile phone. Its only 2 days a week and it ends next weekend, but it�s been fun. I get to keep the phone during the promotion. It has a camera on it, so I have been messing around with it a bit. It�s strange how people act about being photographed. No one wants to have their picture taken. But if you look around you your picture is already being taken. There is a camera on the corner where I live, cameras on every other corner it seems. Plus cameras in shops, gas stations, highways, office buildings, you name it, someone is capturing your image. So smile! (or at least try not look like you�re up to no good.)

Standing in the doorway in an Oxford street mobile shop. Notice the TV behind me, playing back a cctv image of me taking the photo.

The one day I actually did have to work, and I had to do it on Oxford street the day of a big protest. It was really hell getting home. Not that I can complain too much, since my home was still standing when I got there instead of it being bombed to smithereens like the unfortunate ones in Iraq. But still, the protestors sitting down in the street, the cops getting into their riot gear, and tourists standing around watching it all, I really don�t get what it's supposed to accomplish. I suppose it makes people feel better. I�ve heard all the arguments for protesting, but I really believe there are better ways to show your dissatisfaction and to bring about change than blocking busses on Oxford street.

The rest of my time has been filled up looking for work and riding my cycle in central London and learning to draw and chasing the dog around the park and trying to get back into running regularly and drinking lots of coffee and a bit more looking for work. Plans for tomorrow? Look for work.

Update, more whack phone images:

The inside lens is flat, so when you face it out it easily distorts things...