For Sale: 2 Head Home-Studio Lighting Kit
FOR SALE: Complete and only lightly used – Interfit home/studio lighting kit EX150 MkII.
2 Heads (150 watts each)
2 Stands
1 Umbrella (shoot through)
1 Softbox
2 power leads
Training DVD
Price: £150 (new £250)
ALSO FOR SALE: Interfit Studio Flash Transmitter for use with above as an infra-red remote trigger – no camera to heads connecting leads required. For use with most DSLR cameras – although if you have a Sony DSLR you will probably need an adaptor.
Price: £25 (new £45)
Happy to demonstrate to serious enquirers. Please contact me through my contact page in the first instance.
Flickring
Been having a sort out with my Flickr account after yet another failed attempt to run a 365 project, only calling it a 730 one coz I wanted to do it over 2 years.
I really should know better, not having the motivation to see it through – it just becomes a grind to me. And that’s why I take my hat off to those that find the inspiration to keep going, keep coming up with fresh ideas, and to those that can write narratives too, turning it into a journey that others find so fascinating. Step up Locatei. Rory is amazing. Zir variety, zir inspiration, zir honesty, zir clarity and above all the quality of zir images.
I’m not going to say any more about zir. Go visit zir photostream and be amazed.
So yeah, I’ve sorted those images from the “730 Project” into a collection of Flickr sets called Other Genres. It’s an opportunity to show viewers some of my other interests. Don’t know about you, but I find it difficult deciding what goes into my photostream – on the one hand I guess other t-girls want to see images of t-girls, but on the other I get bored sticking to one subject, no matter how fascinating the subject of transgenderism may be.
Then, of course, there’s the question of how much one reveals of oneself thereby giving trackable clues as to the “other” persona – the eternal dilemma, yes?
Don’t know about you, but I’m a regular pendulum swinging towards Alex’s engagement with the muggle world and shying away – a regular tick tock. I know I’ve been here before, but I guess it’s just a surefire indication of the vacillations of my mind.
Anyhoos, expect a greater variety of subject matter in the photostream… for better or worse!
Where Did January Go?
Going out in December became a little excessive for me – not that I didn’t enjoy it but, you know, too much of a good thing ‘n all that.
By contrast, January has flown by with only 2 outings, Coco’s Friday Nite Klub and TGirl HQ. Both very different venues, but with the opportunity to get to know a different set of people.
Other than that, it’s been all go, go, go work-wise. And I’m happy to say the photography work is picking up quite nicely. Still have a long way to go, but I’m enjoying it so much more than web work, which I’m knocking on the head come April.
So if anyone reading this wants a photoshoot, do take a look at my photography page although I do do other forms of photography – just ask :)
Dancing Walking and Other Stuff
Getting in at the last minute so I don’t have a break in the monthly archives – shallow really. But at least I overcame the summer-time Traditional Trannie Torpor (or TTT if you prefer TLAs). But I’ve also had enough of computer hardware issues with a brand new laptop (my daughter’s) and need a break before I snap.
But onto more wholesome topics like what I’ve been doing all bank holiday weekend.
At the last minute (you know me too well) I arranged with Vanessa to see her on Friday, but before I set off I found a beauty salon locally that would give me a chest wax. Being my first time going in male mode to a beauty salon (in any mode, actually) I was tres nervous, OK justa little bit. But needn’t have worried. Kim who did my treatment was young and completely unfazed by my reasons for wanting to defuzz.
It went like this…
Kim: Any particular reason for wanting a chest wax?
Me: Well, it can look a bit odd when wearing a low cut top.
Kim: Oh, you going to a fancy dress party?
Me: No.
Kim: Oh, right.
Me: No, I go out quite regularly with friends, we’re trannies.
Kim: Where do you go?…
… and so on and so on. At £16.00 it’s so much easier and more permanent, relatively-speaking, than shaving. Only thing is, I found it it took until yesterday for the redness to disappear, so if you’re thinking of doing it too go 2 days before going out.
From the salon I went straight to Vanessa’s. And couldn’t you just tell it was a bank holiday. There was a plague of caravans on the road, but it didn’t take too much longer than normal to get to Kettering.
Vanessa looked her usual elegant self dressed in white blouse, cardigan and fawn-coloured suede skirt, with a lovely silver necklace. I’ve always envied her style.
Not sure if I’ve already mentioned it, but Vanessa had been accepted into the navy for the position of lieutenant-commander at JAG, Judicial Advocate General’s office, where subject to completing a 2 year training course, she will be acting as liason between the americans and british naval fleets, with some duties in Europe.
However, this was dependant on her getting her SRS operation at Charing X before going back for further training in October. Both the navy and her GP explained the position to Charing X, but they weren’t in the slightest bit interested.
In the end Vanessa wrote to the admiralty interview board to ask them to accept her on the second part of her training in October without her having had the operation. Well, she got a reply on Wednesday, the gist of which is that because of her unique situation the matter had been discussed at the highest level, and due to her exemplary performance on the first part of her training (the only one to get a commendation) they had decided she could go on to part 2 of the training in October out in Newport Rhode Island. Whoa, cause for celebration I’d say. Good job the navy, at least, were prepared to treat her in a fair and even-manner manner. Of course, Charing X GIC performed in a way that didn’t surprise me one little bit – nuff said.
After having had a chat and a cuppa we decided on a pizza and a night out at Pink Punters, although it wasn’t a regular BNO night. Vanessa went off to get the pizza, I redid my toenails and was ready within the hour – amazing for me, but I had done most of the necessary defuzzing before setting off for Kettering.
Consequently, we got to Pink Punters quite early for us, 10.10pm. No point in getting there before 10pm these days as the early, reduced rate entrance fee no longer applies – it’s £7.00 to get in whatever time you turn up.
But the place was virtually empty – I saw two other trannies all night, one of whom informed us Sunday night would be the busiest. Oh well, we had a good chin wag before setting off home about 1.20am.
Saturday we just chilled out, watched the Belgium GP qulifying rounds had lunch and did a bit of Internet surfing. I set off home about 5pm and cooked dinner for me and the missus. The girls had gone to the Leeds Festival.
Sunday, we took off over to Derbyshire and did a short walk from Castleton to Mam Tor and back. I improvised when we missed our turning for Blue John Cavern and we ended up climbing a gully to get to the cavern before finding the National Trust route to Mam Tor. And what a boring route it was, all paving slabs and steps – I can climb a staircase at home if I wanted to do that, humph.
After arriving at Mam Tor we walked a short distance along the ridge, but it was one long convoy of bank holiday trippers, so we turned back and descended by a more interesting route, and got a fantastic view of four sheep traversing what appeared to be a vertical cliff. They got stuck and attempted to go back, but couldn’t. I was half expecting one of them to fall but amazingly they all survived. Later I looked back and they were still following what must have been a very small ledge along the cliff face. I’ve never seen such intrepid sheep before – a lot braver than I am!
[Gets on hobby horse]
Talking of holiday trippers let me make one distinction. We were wearing proper walking gear suitable for the conditions, but we even saw a guy wearing a pair of Jesus sandals. It may only be Derbyshire, but the High Peak can still be a dangerous place and to go in sneakers and such like is fool-hardy, even though probably borne out of ignorance.
[Gets off hobby horse]
We ended the the trip in a tearoom where the front of house guy was condescending and the tea and coffee wishy-washy-weak, although not overpriced, unlike the cream-tea. Suggest you try the tearooms opposite the village carpark instead.
Today, the intention was to catch-up on project work, but what was going to be a half-hour job sorting out my daughter’s new laptop ended up consuming most of the day, with irrate calls to Dell who were less than helpful. Having had a total of 8 Dell laptops over the years, and very reliable they’ve been, if that’s what their customer support is like I may very well go elsewhere for my next purchase.
Anyhoos, that’s why I’m writing this – to cool down.
Time for another cuppa…