Those who know me will also likely know a vivacious orange hat. I wasn’t trying to make it a thing. But it also accidentally became a thing. And the other day, an encounter with an artefact of film history reminded me of the origin of the hat, and actually presented a eureka for me on the next steps of my feature film adventure. A huge realisation has been sitting on my head for many years, and I have just appreciated it. For a while I have felt drawn to drawing this film as

Bokehgo has been on an incredible journey so far. It is all about connecting people, and was born from a love of connection, but also it was about solo ambitions and self belief. It was a venture set out for myself, initiated by myself, and in the knowledge that it would define me for the rest of my life. This debut feature is born from the very core of Bokehgo, and it is incredibly actually formalising ambitions and ideals beyond the scope of the film itself. In fact, these

From the first photograph, or piece of moving image footage, all that it was was a vessel that a person can take self portraits. The view of the camera is a coldness, a machine, that stares without emotion, records documents. For some may it can present fears, nerves, or for others it is a vessel through which their ‘truth’ can be shared. It stares, and everything before it presents themselves. All it cares about is that you are a surface to bounce light over and for it to th