2012 Calendars

Hello everyone!

Here is my new 2012 calendars which you can now purchase. One was taken from my trip to Italy this summer while the other one was taken from my trip to Cornwall last year.



All profit made from the purchases of these calendars will go towards buying new equipment for my photography. I would have ideally wanted to make the calendar cheaper but that's the cheapest I could have made it. The reason for this is because a large percentage goes back to the manafacturer and website supplier.

If you would like to buy the Italy calendar with 25% off (Limited Period Only) please click here

If you would like to buy the Cornwall calendar with 25% off (Limited Period Only) please click here


(All content copyright Michael Sweeney Photography)

A big thank you + Update

A nice big thank you to everyone who comes and views my work time and time again. But also another big thank you to followers from America. America has nearly had as many views on my site as the U.K. So seems I am from the U.K, so im most likely to have followers in the U.K. America is showing the love so again thank you for coming and viewing my work America! Much appretiated!


So onto the update. I have recently been looking for a new face to photograph and collaborate with. So that my website can have a new makeover and I have found my face however if you still want to collaborate then please feel free to get in touch michael-w-sweeney@hotmail.com . Also remember im still looking for designers and make-up artists to work with me as well.

I have been writing some more stories that I hope to post soon however I don't feel that I am ready to post them yet. Also my Italy photographs are up on the facebook fan page so check them out here.

On Sunday I was on set with Milletti Films filming an acoustic session with The Definition who were amazing so be sure to check them out by clicking the photograph.


I will be going back to University soon so I will try and keep you all updated on everything I am doing and hopefully I will have some great images and stories for you all soon.

Thanks
Michael
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(All images Excluding the American Heart copyright Michael Sweeney Photography)

Michael Sweeney Photography's Search For Designers

Michael Sweeney Photography is looking for a new desinger to collaborate with. This desinger will have their work featured on Michael Sweeney Photography's official website and fan pages such as twitter and facebook. So could it be you?



We are looking for someone who is;

Able to have the garments avialable for use in the U.K

Male or Female Designer (but garments must be for female)

Is passionate about becoming a fashion designer

Eager to collaborate and experiment with photoshoots


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If you fit these requirements feel free to email michael-w-sweeney@hotmail.com for an application form.

I would like to just add that this is an unpaid.

Michael Sweeney Photographys Search For A New Face

Michael Sweeney Photography is looking for a new face! This face will represent Michael Sweeney Photography on the official website and fan pages such as twitter and facebook. So could it be you?



We are looking for someone who is;

Living the in U.K

Male or Female

Aged roughly between 18-30

Not a complete novice to modelling

Is passionate about becoming a model

Eager to collaborate and experiment with photoshoots


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If you fit these requirements feel free to email michael-w-sweeney@hotmail.com for an application form.

I would like to just add that this is an unpaid but any money raised will be shared equally with the model (expenses will be paid on shooting days if needed).

Italy Preview

Hello everyone!

I got back from Italy yesterday and I thought I would just post a little picture. It will show you a taste of what is to come with my photographs from Italy. Hope you are all well and I will post a link to all the photographs very soon once the suitcase is unpacked.


Michael

(Image Copyright Michael Sweeney Photography)

Daisy

So here as a little treat Im posting the story version on Daisy. Daisy was an original idea and inital script by Sam Milletti and myself. But this is the written story mode version written by myself. When you get to the bottom of this page there is another little treat.

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Its a hot summers day as a young girl called Daisy is sat under a small tree in the garden playing with her dolls. She holds up the two dolls and faces them to each other and says “Do you want to come round for some tea?” She looks at the other doll “Yes I would love to thank you” She takes them both and starts to mimic a walking motion. She stops and looks around at the empty garden and sighs to herself putting her head in her hands. Daisy stands up and heads across the large garden to the house. Daisy approaches her mother’s bedroom with caution and waits a few seconds before knocking on the door. As she knocks she hears her mother’s voice call.
“Yes, Come in” her voice is cold and stern and Daisy opens the door slowly to her mother’s bedroom where she sits on her stool applying make-up. “What do you want?” she snaps as she continues to slap on some red lipstick.
“I'm bored, I want something to do. Will you play with me?” she asks carefully all the time looking at the floor.
“I'm busy, go and play with your dolls”
“I have its not as fun on my own” she wishes she hadn’t said anything and begs her mother will not shout at her. Luckily she doesn’t and she turns to her;
“Haven’t you made any friends yet? I know it’s hard when you move to a new place but you’ll have to learn to get to know people”
“The children at this school aren’t as nice as my old friends”
“Be a good girl go outside and play” her mother demands,
“Yes mother” she doesn’t disobey and walks out of the bedroom closing the door quietly and as she closes the door her mother yells out;
“Remember to stay in the garden”.

Daisy is laying in the garden on her back with her does either side of her when she hears a noise, “Pssssst” She sits up and looks around the garden but can’t see anyone. Then she hears it again “Pssssst” the voice then calls to her “Do you want to come and play?” the sound of the voice is coming from the fence, glancing over to it she sees another young girl with matted hair just about looking over the fence. Her small hands hold on tight to the fence and she lowers every now and then. Daisy doesn’t respond and just stares at her. “I know somewhere much better to play than in this garden” still not responding she pushes “Wanna see? I can show you”.
“I really shouldn’t leave” She finally manages to get out.
“Fine your loss” the other girl says and begins to lower herself down. Daisy jumps up realise she could have someone to play with;
“Where would we go?” Mar pulls herself back up and smirks;
“I know somewhere really cool, But you’ll never know if you're going to act like a chicken” Daisy considers the offer and glances back to the house. The thought of someone to play with is too much for Daisy to refuse so she says.
“Well... if we are quick”. She looks back at the house before running over to the gate to join mar.

Daisy follows mar down to the local woods and finds the gap in the thickness and picks up a long twig. Swinging it back and forth she says to Daisy “You're new around here. I can tell” full of herself.
“How?”
“I know pretty much everyone who lives around these parts. I’m the kind of friend you need to have in a place like this. I know all the best hiding places” She snaps the twig in half and tosses it into the trees. Daisy follows the twig and realises how far they have come into the forest.
“I'm not sure I want to go any further. Do you know the way back?” Mar realises that she may loose her new friend and quickly replies
“We’re nearly there. Me and my best friends Lila used to come down here all the time. Look...” She shows her a bracelet on her wrist that says Best Friends. “We have one each” The girls reach a wire fence and Mar looks out over the flat grass.
“What's that?” Daisy asks.

“Thats the cool place I was telling you about. Follow me, I know a secret way around” She runs off to the right and Daisy follows closely behind.

They climb through a hole in the fence and after a while they reach a line of hedges where Mar finds another gap and which leads them to an abandoned garden. “Isn’t this cool?” Mar says without taking her eyes off the garden, but Daisy doesn’t look too convinced. “Come on there’s a really cool swing over here. She rushes over to an old rusty swing and starts swinging on it. Daisy looks around cautiously before entering. She looks up at the old house and asks;
“Doesn’t someone live here?” Mar grins
“Yeah a witch” Daisy looks petrified and shouts back in panic
“A witch?” Mar starts laughing;
“You're so gullible” Daisy looks down at the ground ashamed of being tricked and then goes back to looking at the flowers. After a while of being in the garden the wind begins to pick up. Mar hears the faint sound of children laughing and stops swinging on the swing and digs her feet into the grass. She hears the sound again and looks around the garden. Daisy holds onto a flower in her hands and snips it. Suddenly mar grabs the back of her and makes Daisy jump.
“You scared me!” Mar begins to pace across the garden pulling Daisy with her;
“We need to go” Daisy sees the panic in her face.
“Why? I thought we were having fun?” Daisy pulls her hand free and stands still and Mar stops and grabs hold of her hand again but in the garden the swing begins to swing and the noise begins to pick up. The wind chimes in the garden get louder as does the noise of children’s laughter and the girls look at each other and begin to run. The girls begin to head back the way they came with Mar leading the way but as they go to escape through the hedge Daisy trips and falls down. Mar glances back at Daisy but turns and keeps on running. Daisy raises her head to see a young girl who isn’t Mar stood infront of her.
“Are you okay?” the strange girl asks “Are you lost?” Daisy nods and the strange girl smiles “here take my hand and I’ll show you the way home” The girl stretches out her hand towards Daisy and she notices on her wrist is the same bracelet Mar had and reads Best Friend.

Mar rushes through the woods and slides under a log. She takes a few moments to rest as she feels her heart beating quickly.Then after a few more moments she peers up over the log, petrified. Her eyes scan the trees yet there is no sign of Daisy. A twig snaps behind Mar and she turns around but nothing is there. Then she hears the sound of the children’s laughter. At the sound of this she stands up and begins to run. She rushes in any direction pushing through the branches trying to escape. But after a while everything seems the same and becomes a blur as she trips over a log landing on her front. As she raises her head she sees a strange girl in front of her who extends her hand and on her wrist holds the bracelet Best Friends. Mar stares at the hand as she says to her “Take my hand and I’ll show you the way home”

THE END

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So that was Daisy in its story mode however some of you may know or might have already watched Daisy on youtube. Daisy was turned into a film and we couldn't have been prouder of it. The film ended up getting into a total of four film festivals and in one of those managed to win the best film award which means that Daisy is an award winning film. Sam and myself were are so proud of how Daisy turned out and all the effort the cast and crew put into it. If you want to watch the film click the poster that was used to advertise Daisy or click here.

Lonely Girl Part Ten

Walking home from school one day a little girl called Louise comes up to her house but someone else is waiting outside in the rain. She thinks to herself how odd this is seems her mother said she would be late home that evening. As she opens the gate the figure outside her house turns and stares watching Louise come up to the door. “Who is it?” The young girl calls to the figure but there is no response. As she gets closer she can see it is an old lady but she doesn’t recognise her from the village. “Hello?” the old lady turns to look at her again and puts down the hood on her coat;
“Hello” the old lady says back with a smile, “Is this your house?” Louise nods her head at the old lady who chuckles to herself, she takes a step backwards and looks up and the large house. “It’s a very nice house isn’t it?” Louise nods again unsure what to do. “Is your mum not in?”
“No she isn’t” Louise manages to get out. “Do you need me to take a message?” she offers
“Oh no, that’s quite alright” she sighs “I just wanted to see the house one last time was all”
“You lived here?” Louise asks.
“Yes I did” the old lady doesn’t look at Louise as she says this still staring at the top room of the house. Louise knew she wasn’t to talk to strangers but she couldn’t see what harm the old lady could do and it was raining rather hard;
“Would you like to come in for a bit?” The old lady looks at the young girl and begins to well up.
“Yes please” Louise takes out her key and opens the door to be greeted by her pet dog that jumps up and down at the excitement of her being home. After being made a fuss of the dog calms down and sits back in its basket and as Louise turns the door is shut but the old lady is nowhere to be seen. Just as she goes to check she isn’t outside she sees her climbing the stairs.
“What are you doing?” Louise begins to follow her up the stairs.
“I left something here a long time ago” she stops on the stairs and looks back at the girl, she doesn’t protest so the lady carries on up the stairs. She reaches the top but is out of breath and holds onto the banister for support. “It looks so different” she mutters to herself and the little girl watches as she enters her parent’s room. She walks over to a spot where her parent’s small chest of drawers sit. “Could you help me move this?” Louise struggles but manages to move it over by herself and watches as the lady gets to her knees and digs her fingernails at the side of the wooden floorboard.
“I think we should wait for my mummy” Louise now regrets her decision to let this lady in and wonders what she is going to do. The floorboard slowly comes up in her hands and a small hole is left. The old lady puts her hand into the whole and her face fills with relief as she pulls back out a photograph. Louise looks over her shoulder to see the photograph is someone’s wedding picture. The couple are beaming from ear to ear and are looking at each other in the eyes with such joy. She flips over the picture and on the back is some writing which is hard to read. “What does that say?” The elderly lady spins around and loses her line of thought and is brought back into the room.
She sits up on the girl’s parent’s bed and pats next to her and Louise jumps up next to her.
“It says”

I love you and our love will never fade

“Who is on the front?” The lady points to the man in the picture and says;
“He is called Jonathon Berrington and she is called Grace Berrington and they were madly in love”
“Is that you?” The lady seems taken back and not sure what to say. She stands up and heads towards the stairs “How did you know that was there it is you isn’t it?” the young girl shouts to her following behind. The lady turns and doesn’t respond for a second wondering what to say before she looks up at the girl. The lady turns and heads down the rest of the stairs holding onto the banister and then walks out of the door without turning round leaving the young girl confused at the top of the stairs. The young girl runs to the window of her room and watches as the lady walks out of her gate and up towards the bridge and river bank.

The lady reaches the bridge and says out loud to herself “My name is Grace Elizabeth Berrington. I see no reason to stay here any longer, why prolong what’s going to happen to me sooner rather than later”. It’s a cold autumn day and the rain has been raining for the past few weeks non-stop. She looks over the edge of the bridge to see the river flowing faster than usual and appears as if it will burst its banks within a few days. The clock in the local village chimes eight o’clock in the evening she takes a deep breath in. After managing to sit up onto the brickwork of the bridge and swivels herself round so her feet are dangling over the edge towards the water. As she stares at the water she sees some rubbish fly past and thinks to herself that really that’s what the rain is good for. To wash away the rubbish from everyone’s lives just like I will be, no one will know I'm gone as this river leads to the sea. She feels the photograph in her pocket and the thought of Jonathon springs back into her mind but she shakes the idea of Jonathon out of her head and looks down at the water and slides herself forward ever so slightly nearer the edge. Grace takes in a deep breath and....


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All content copyright Michael Sweeney Photography. Well thats it. Lonely Girl is finally over all ten parts are complete. I am so happy everyone has stayed with it and its been my longest series that I have ever written on here and you have all kept coming back each time. So thank you so much again for all the support.

I would like to dedicate this series to my Grandma Joan Cross who always supports me and although my Grandad has passed away, with us here she will never be a Lonely Girl.