Recent work update /  by Tom Last

A quick roundup of some of the images shot in the paast few months for various clients throughout Cornwall.

The corporate nature of my work these days doesn’t always lend itself to spectacular stand alone imagery and as a result I find I have a tendency to overthink what I do and do not post to promote myself. The reality is of course that since prospective clients mostly tent to be looking for this sort of imagery, then that is of course what I should promote about myself, as nice as sports and landscape images are. So here’s a bit of recent work.

Tall Ships Week - Falmouth.

Non commissioned images. Climbing the main mast of the Polish ship Fryderyk Chopin during Tall Ships week.

Wildernet

Working for DCA-PR to showcase this Cornwall based independent internet provider through coverage of a series of their events, including their B23 drive to facilitate local businesses’ route to B-Corp certification.

 

Working with Ocean Housing to cover their AGM.

 

Commissioned once again to shoot the annual Eden Project Marathon.

 

Finally for now, working with Duchy Timber, to produce pack shots for their new catalogue of high end mouldings. It’s not glamorous, but a fun shoot requiring high attention to details for a great client.

First we take Cornwall... /  by Tom Last

The World, at anchor on The Fowey, July 2010.

Moving to Cornwall in 2010 was a bit of a gamble, I’ll admit. Without much work in the offing, I started with a bit of a loss-leader, shooting a few jobs for Cornish Guardian but minus the pay.

I found this buried in an old hard drive on an even older folder Initial Free Jobs, amazing I was that motivated. The ship is The World, at the time one of the biggest ocean liners in the world and almost visible from my house, anchored on The Fowey. Despite some pretty grim cropping and the pic being a bit soft, not a bad effort for my third ever press job; (the previous two should have never seen the light of day) the big name is there, the context, the local everyman.

My now home is still within spitting distance of The Fowey, several thousand jobs later.

Earlier today, I heard that another of the “biggest ships in the world” was in port.

No thoughts of future contracts this time, less novalty, loss motivation. By the time I bothered looking, the ship had sailed.

Maybe I’ll go next time, even if just for the promise of a crab sandwich from Cap’n Hank.

The Fowey, absent of any massive ships.