I'd prefer to talk than present a cold C.V. Deceptively tall. Not exactly clean-cut. Confident but pragmatic. Looks twice before leaping, maybe need a push here and there (thanks anxiety). No expectations. Introvert. Open minded, but I don't suffer fools. Obsessed with snooty arthouse films and world cinema. Love galleries and art. I try to use my medium format camera as much as my budget allows me. Started lifting after my whippet-like metabolism upped and left. Hate it but I do it anyway. Love live music, but still manage to get stuck standing behind the only taller person in the venue. Browsing spotify for new and exciting music. Bookish. Exploring London to the point I'm completely lost - which is easy, and I've lived here most my life. Picky, but everyone is - or should be. Bars over clubs. Tendency to over-think until cross-eyed. Fast walker. Hypocritical, but aware of it. Secretly smutty (or not depending on if you've read my questions) - but not about to send you a message written with one hand. Opinionated, but not one to pontificate. Bit surly, but firmly empathetic. Worries too much about the small things and not enough about the big things. Quarter life/ Existential crisis. Hates the word banter, probably not a 'lad'. Sucker for a good accent, will melt if it's a French or Nordic one. Clumsy, it's a good day if I only embarrass myself once. Sometimes lazy. Terrible at getting hints. Far less articulate in the flesh, far more grunting. Two for yes, one for no. Hates hummus. Definitely squarer than I look. Better looking in low lighting. Occasionally drools on the pillow.
TL;DR: I like to think I'm not a complete knuckledragger. Probably.
Not A List, so I can't see my likes. Feel free to drop me a message about anything. Apart from 'hi'. I will groan.
Not nearly enough!
Currently Interning as a photographer's assistant endeavouring to make my way up the creative ladder, making a jump into film in the future. So, probably chasing pipe dreams.
Doing that godawful phrase; figuring it out.
Saying yes more.
I've started jogging at night. Which involves urban foxes chasing me and trying to nip at my ankles.
I'm having a lot of dreams where I loose my shoes.
Looking at an intimidating stack of books I told myself I'd read.
Considering cutting off my hair then watching some fantasy nonsense like Game of thrones or The Witcher and changing my mind.
I know an unnecessary amount of film trivia.
A tolerable sense of humour
Encyclopaedic knowledge of nature/zoology due to being brought up on David Attenborough documentaries.
Amazing at claw-machines. Well I was at 11. I may have peaked.
I know the difference between literally and figuratively.
Afflicted with Asshole resting face.
Can't really cook, but I make a mean burger. Though if you're a vegetarian/vegan that means I heat and assemble animal corpses well. Oh well.
Losing my keys while looking for my wallet.
If there is a glass of something on the floor within fifty paces of me, I WILL knock it over.
Dropping phones and tablets in the bath.
Late night skulking round galleries and museums.
Taking these questions seriously.
Terrible poker face.
My accent can occillate from the Queens English to South London depending on how many drinks I've had.
Haruki Murakami (looking at this site so does everyone else - reading his newest now)
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
Phillip K Dick
Andrzej Sapkowskis Witcher series
Non fiction books on The French Revolution, The Spanish Civil War and The Cold War.
Jean Luc Godard
Jean Pierre Jeunet
Wong Kar Wai
Lars Von Trier
Terrible eighties films.
Humphrey Bogart films.
I cant help but keep exclaiming how great It Follows is.
Favourite film ever? Alphaville. Not just for Anna Karina, but she helps. Followed by In Bruges. Or wings of desire.
Game of Thrones
House of Cards
True Detective - 1st series
Garth Merenghi's Darkplace
It's always sunny
Bored to Death
Parks & Rec.
Adam & Joe
Band of Brothers
Rick and Monty
Anoraak, The Antlers, Bruce Springsteen, David Bowie, The Rolling Stones, The Beatles, Roxy Music, Bob Dylan, Johnny Cash, Talking Heads, St Vincent, Balam Acab, Prince, Health, Neon Indian, Daft Punk, Phoenix, Serge Gainsbourg, Charlotte Gainsbourg, Lykke Li, Chet Baker, Arcade Fire, Asobi Seksu, Kate Bush, Say Lou Lou, Thin Lizzy, Fuck Buttons, Beach House, Bon Iver, Chairlift, Lily & Madeline, Beirut, Air, Tom Waits, Purity Ring, Cat Power, The Jesus and Mary Chain, Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds, Dye, Sigur Rós, Mogwai, Giant Drag, Cocteau Twins, This Mortal Coil, Crystal Castles, Iron Maiden, The Clash, Devendra Banhart, Grimes, Julia Holter, Lou Reed, Phantogram, Pink Floyd, Mazzy Star, Mos Def, Ryan Adams, The Strokes, Emmy The Great, Vampire Weekend, Crocodiles, Leonard Cohen, Washed Out, Toro Y Moi, Ennio Morricone, Frank Zappa, Bonobo, Vangelis, Ennio Moreconne, College, Chromatics, Electric Youth, Kleerup, Tycho, Blouse, Sleep Over, Blanck Mass, Motown, Kitsune Maison, Chromeo, YACHT, Valerie Collective mixes.
Too many film soundtracks.
Oh I like the occasional videogame too, but I'm not going to bore you with that.
A healthy sense of curiosity.
Books - physical, none of that kindle crap. You can't smell a kindle. You cant feel the pages. I don't want to know what percentage of a book I've completed, I want to see a chunk of pages.
Thunderstorms at night.
Boots. I wear them 11 months of the year, and become irritable when it's too hot to.
Pen & Paper.
Birdsong. Yeah it's a weird one, but there's something reassuring about it.
Email etiquette. I'm either too formal or over-familiar.
Am I too old for this? Am I too young for that?
After being on this website, realising grammar truly is an aphrodisiac.
How to escape buildings if there is a fire. Yeah I think it's weird too.
Brexit. Fucking Brexit.
How 2016 is a complete nightmare. I'm convinced it's because David Bowie isn't here anymore.
Words that are pleasant to say; Archipelago, Cascade, Cadence, Cantankerous, Cephlapod, Clavicle, Cosmic, Callipygous(!), Shenanigans, Fathom, Jettison, Nuzzle, Riposte, Vigour, Vex, Tomfoolery, sternum, Spelunking, Jackanape, Poppinjay, Troglodyte.
That short film I want to make.
How some African tribes kick people out for being grumpy. I quite like this, but I'd be kicked out too.
Wanting to be surprised and awestruck more.
When I I worry about my future and if I'm going to make it, I try to remember Danny Dyer has an acting career, so all things are possible.
Recently walked past a restaurant that was called Sophie's choice. Who does that?
Oh, and great butts. Why lie.
You're not looking for a one night thing or a husband.
You like the cut of my jib. Or I at least get a passing grade.
You've managed to keep hold of most of your marbles.
Your favourite Beatle is George Harrisson.
You're open minded, and always curious.
You feel I'm neither too old/ too young for you.
Going to see strange films and film talk sounds like a pleasure rather than a punishment.
You like hiking and wandering in the countryside.
You're a good egg.
Most importantly though, you'd think we'd get on well. The amount of times I've looked at a profile and thought 'Yeah she's really attractive, but we'd hate each other's guts'.
Or... If your'e in the creative industry, you fancy collaborating on a project.
Caveat Lector ! : at the moment I do live with my family (very attractive I know, but honesty first) because, frankly being an arts Intern doesn't pay handsomely.
Perfectly understandable if that's a turn-off.
Oh and sometimes I have a topknot. Which is probably more of a turn-off.