Hello my names Alexandra Tunnard and I'm an 18 year photographer based in Torbay, Devon. I couldn't of ask for a better up bringing, healthy stable relationships, laughter and continuity. That's all a child leaves. Plus an additional luxury of ever changing beautiful scenery. I've not always lived here though. Sadly, seemingly being the norm these days, my parents split up. Luckily, I was young and blissfully unaware how unhappy they were which is probably the best way somebody could handle something like that. Consequently, this made me uplift roots from my hometown in Boston, Lincolnshire. The contrast between the 2 towns is catastrophic. I'd never want to live there again.
I've always been an artistic kid. From being obsessional about my 405 colouring books (exaggerated, but I'm keeping in the kid mindset) to collecting sand, feathers and glass, that wasn't sharp anymore because of the sea and making collages. I've always wanted to make things. I love the satisfaction after, it's like no other, especially when you come to the feeling that you know you will love it for years and year ahead. So obviously, when it came to the time of picking GCSE's and A Levels Art played a major roll in all of them. I didn't explore photography for quite a while, I think my thoughts were always "Photography seems like such a piss easy thing to do." I can not tell you how wrong I've been about my judgements of things in the past.
I learnt more in my Photography A Level than anything I had interest in my whole life. Within the first months I was completely hooked and saturated in curiosity. The yearning of simple things like developing and processing film made me final about what I wanted to achieve in life. I had a youngish male teacher though granted he amazing photographer, he was a shit teacher but all he needed was the enthusiasm and words can't even express how much of that he held. This made my whole class come as one. Being so irrationally emotionally to the point of daily a different member coming to tears because of failed works or disappointment. (That sounds corny as hell, but that's what it really was)
What doesn't kill you makes stronger. A saying in which applied countless times over these past years because of pretentious (insert an insult here) people insulting my work and bringing me down to a very low point. I'd taken it very personally and obviously never encountering this before made me become very sensitive, vulnerable and emotional which I am anyway to the highest extent. Thus making me so determined to prove a point.
I've never really done specific projects. Sometimes I think people get to wrapped up in the aim that they lose the spontaneous flair of great photography. Finding that significant moment that you have hand picked yourself and wanted to show someone says a lot about you than any 500 word essay you've written about yourself. For me, it's not about being outrageous or seedy, its about giving somebody that same high emotion you felt when you were capturing it. Which is probably one of the hardest things to do in photography. I don't have much of a technical ability. I appreciate, brilliantly, people who do but nor do I personally care for it in my own work because the message is everything for me.
In the future, I'd love to collaborate with other artists. Maybe even the challenge of working with a photographer with complete different tastes to me, that challenge would be amazing. I'm finally off to UCA now though which I have wanted for months. I can see some really great work coming out of the place, which is weird for me to say because I am the FIRST person to criticise and hate my work. I'd love to work with publications and travel which I guess every photographer would do, but its the smallest things that I find the greatest satisfaction of achievement. Like the fact this website have approached me to do this, to me is really amazing and being humble is something I never want to lose.
This is my friend Aliesha. I've only known her a few months but she's one of the nicest girls I've ever met. Very genuine and down to earth which are personality traits that are rare in people these days. After we have a drunken night out, she comes to tell me the next story some "very funny news." Of course I'm excited, girly gossip is always fickle and hilarious. So she tells me that a certain young fellow who she had her eye on the entire night just so happened to have a little fumble on the beach. This is brilliant for two reasons; one being that the guy who she was very fond of, has had an on off girlfriend for the past approximately 3 years and this girl, lets put it nicely, had massive karma coming back to her and the second reason being after "doggy" style on the rocks of the beach she had massively cut her knees which has still scarred to this day. // However, the cuts in real life were a lot more savage than this image portrays. This classically shows my inattentive feeling towards technical photography skills. I like the fact its rough and to the point. A sharpened more detailed image, I think would of defeated the message. // This image is a classic representation of Torbay and what it comes down to. Trust no bitch. I reflects on the relationships we have with each other and how it seems to be the "norm" to cheat on each other, broken trust and see how much you can get. For this reason alone I think cloudens the beautiful area in which we live in. And the worst bit is, we are all taught this from our elders in society, glamorising the way in which we are horrid to each other. Its only in the papers you have to hear of our heroines abusing trust with their partners.
This is image is of my step mum. She came down to Torbay for a few days with my sisters and hung out at a holiday camp in Dawlish. As many 18 years old do, she thought it'd be cool to get a yellow unicorn tattooed on her shoulder. Unfortunately, as time does, the tattoo ended up just looking like a bruise so that day was finally the day she wanted to sort it out. I took her to the nearest tattoo shop, as I look like "the one with the knowledge of tattoos" when infact i don't know the first actual thing about them. She wanted to get the unicorn covered up at first but decided to have it redone and have chinese initials of her kids names. // This day reminded to me, for somebody who lives hundreds of miles away and could not be more different to how I am, that we are so close and get on so well. She is one of those people to me who is such a fantastic person and has dealt with so much in her past and took on so much and it still doesn't phase her. I look up to her, I'd love to be the sort of person she is. On the down side, it also makes me realise how I am closer to her than my actual father. Its photos like this of simple distasteful things, that make me reflect on a wider scale. I think all images should do that and do, do that which is why to this day, I love what I do.
This image is one that I took of my little sister. On the odd occasion I go to Boston to see her, I found that she has grown so much as a person. We've never really had a proper conversation before about anything really in-depth. We are so alike its actually scary and its a shame its only until now that I've discovered it. She was telling me all about her life and relationships with people. I see her trapped in a community that doesn't really like anything out of the ordinary. I was shocked when she told me she wanted to be a model because I think that's a very courageous and confident thing to say and, well, I just didn't realise she had it in her. It made me want to help her goals in life so I thought I'd make like a little outing, just me and her mucking around with my cameras. She took to it like a fish in water. So effortlessly natural in front of a daunting camera and didn't moan or question any task that I gave her. It was so hard to chose one image from these films. Every single one was so unique without using a different model. I ended up using several. This I think is the one for me. I can just see everything in her that's like me. Similarly, with a black and white image I produced. // This has got to be one of my most favourite days in Boston ever. Nothing flashy but it meant so much to me. My admiration for my sister grew so much this day. I hope she knows how much she means to me.