The day I took this photo, I slept longer than I intended to. The day before I got up very early, drove a lot and got back very late. It's apt that this was the photograph I had planned for a day on which I would be so tired.

There’s a red moon rising

Something surreal created on a scorcher of a Sunday. It's surprising what you can achieve with just a novelty moon lamp, a black bed sheet and yourself.

PhotographyElou CarrollJune 25, 2018self portrait photography, conceptual photography, fine art photographyComment

I’ll ask the birches

Have you ever spotted the tiniest patch of scenery that a) is in a really unexpected place and b) is really aesthetically pleasing? This was one of those.

PhotographyElou CarrollJune 18, 2018photography, self portrait photographyComment

Over and over and over

Sometimes ideas float around in my head for a while and turn out differently than I expect and not necessarily in a bad way. This is one of those ideas, and I will be revisiting it again in the future.

Collecting stars in Cloud Bay

Once upon a time, a girl who looks very much like me but with a face that was seven years younger and less hair on one side of her head, dreamed up a Cloudiverse, crowded with characters and packed with places that were just as whimsical as she was.

Self-Sabotage

I am prone to self-sabotage. I am the demon on my own shoulder, pulling at my hair, picking at my skin and telling myself that a little of this won't hurt, and a little of that, and a little bit more.

Of Masks and Shards

This week was an experiment in both colour and technique, and I was fully expecting to not get any pictures I liked but that's what my mission to create consistently is all about. I want to learn new things and create outside of my comfort zone .

I've been feeling fuzzy

I've been feeling fuzzy lately - like there's static in my brain while it is simultaneously filled with syrup. Everything has been slow and crackly and like it may not actually be there. When I've tried to concentrate, my brain, the poor thing, has been pulled this way and that, all the while getting stuck in the syrupy. fuzzy sludge. It's not been a good brain week.

The greater your shadow becomes

I'm not much of a gamer. I have random bursts of obsessively playing things and then I stop and play nothing for months and months and months. But sometimes you find a game that plants itself in your heart and never leaves. This is a homage to that game .