Before the Bard… & the saddest pony in the world
Tonight I photographed John Rodger as ‘The Bard’ & was lucky enough to have two assistants. We were set up well in advance of Johns arrival & I’d chosen a lump of slag, an emblem of the post industrial landscape as the location.
Louise & I told Luke, my additional assistant, that although we’d be knee deep in horse & sheep poo remarkable things may happen. We we tweaking with cameras when an unexpected curious wild pony arrived and decided to join us. She examined all our equipment then took a shine to Luke who led her up to the position I’d chosen for the bard. She then kept us company for a while before roaming into the distance. Possibly the most melancholy pony I’ve ever seen but well worth a few snaps as we waited for our subject to arrive & the sun to set.
The photographs of John as ‘The Bard’ shall be shown at a later date.. Films in the lab tomorrow.
