castles made of sand fall into the sea, eventually

castles made of sand fall into the sea, eventually

fine art student. out of line and rarely sober.

carpe that fucking diem.

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glastonbury 2007

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Lula Camus
Pete at Lula’s flat in Brick Lane, London on January 16, 2002.
“Pete turned up at my flat unattended, as he sometimes did. He picked up my guitar and started to play. Earlier on that day, I had looked at an L.P cover from The Jam, on which Paul Weller is on stage jumping while holding his guitar. I showed it to Pete and he started to reproduce the act. I instinctively knew that if I didn’t capture this moment, the opportunity would never arise again – The Libertines had just been signed. Luckily, a spare B&W roll of film was lying around. I loaded the camera and shot, asking Pete to keep on jumping. I also did a few portraits of him sitting on a Marshall amplifier, smoking. Pete was very comfortable with being photographed, he was one of those rare people who aren’t self conscious at all. He would play guitar wherever, whenever and was always on the look for some new adventure. That day we talked about life and dreams. He was already taking drugs then but it was nowhere near as bad as what it would become. He was just this young, free spirited man.”

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