Monthly Archives: January 2015


It’s LIVE! I’ve just hit go on my Kickstarter campaign. I’m announcing it here first, before steadily rolling it out.

You can be one of the first to pre-order the book, back the project and help me spread the word.

I’d love to hear what you think about it.. You will already know how much this means to me.

Kirsty x


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I’ve made a start on the design of my book with Victoria and the editing process is about to begin. I still have a few unfinished ideas floating around in my head. If they are to stand a chance of making it into the book; I have to pluck them out quick and get them onto film. The book is all about a single colour and as an end shot I like the idea of using a rainbow to emphasise the full spectrum. I took a picture about six months back on my phone. It’s of my daughter with a rainbow of light over her eye. It was a quick snap, as the sun came into the bedroom one morning, and bounced off the edge of the mirror on my jewellery box. It was early summer.

Now it’s mid January and the sun no longer reaches around to the bedroom window. I’m desperate for some direct light. In deepest darkest winter my window of opportunity has decreased drastically . I know that the back of the house gets direct sun from about 1-4pm. I know because each time it comes out I watch it, in envy. By the time Ruby is home from school the light has gone. To stand a chance of getting a shot we are down to weekends.

And weekends have a habit of getting filled up with life. But I am desperate for this final shot. It’s Saturday. The sun is out. I grab the jewellery box and find a tiny pool of light coming through the bathroom window. I make Ruby sit there on the bathroom floor, trying to catch the rainbow on her face, but I’m seven months pregnant, my body awash with hormones, tiered and with no patience. I’m short with her and command her into different positions. I’ve lost it. I’ve lost the skill of making the process any fun. She sits, grumpy face, but still there doing this for me, to help her mum. I feel dreadful, and shoot one frame before the sun goes in behind a cloud. The light has gone and I give up.

Later the light shines through her bedroom window lighting up a doll’s house. I curse it. The next weekend I ‘book it out’ for photography. I tell Tony this is what I need to do. It’s my sole focus. But will the sun even come out? Saturday after lunch we have sun! I leave the lunch stuff and we run upstairs to the bathroom. I muster all my patience. we talk about her, about how strong she is, about what a fast runner she is. We catch the rainbow. I exhale.

I don’t know if I’ll use this shot. It doesn’t matter. I did it – we did it.


7 days till my Kickstarter campaign… if it all goes to plan..






I’m dragging myself back into work mode after the Christmas break. The past couple of weeks have seen me concentrate on filling my belly and emptying my brain. As I prepare for the onslaught that is crowd funding and book design. The first stage of this process is a change in title. I am working with photo book designer Victoria Forrest. Her first input was the tentative suggestion of changing the title.

This work has been on the boil for the past 4/5 years. I’ve called it ‘Generation Pink’, for a long time. It started off as ‘Pink Pricesses’, but as the work developed Gereration Pink became more appropriate. I always name my projects early on. Some projects get names, but never even make it to the photo stage, they stay as an idea, but don’t work to be taken further. I find the process of naming a project really useful. It is labelling. It helps me to decipher what the project is really about and why I am interested. Giving work a name also helps me to see it as an end product, whether it will be a book, an exhibition or a series on my website. It enables me to see the work as a whole. So Victoria’s idea to change the title is a good place to start. It’s the first step in the process of translating this work into a photo book. ‘Generation Pink’ is too descriptive, gives too much away, too soon. Victoria has suggested “My Favourite Colour was Yellow’. It comes from an interview I recorded with one of the girls I photographed. Her name is Rosie and I photographed her a couple of years ago when she was 14. She told me how her friend had asked her favourite colour. She felt under pressure to say pink and purple, even though it wasn’t. “My favourite colours were yellow and orange. When I took the pens out of the pack I took the yellow first, always and then the orange”.

The new title places an emphasis on a lack of choice, and that’s what is at the core of this. I am looking forward to working with Victoria over the next few weeks. We’ve made a good start and she has already helped me see this work more clearly as a book.