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Tuesday, 10 January 2012

8th February





Today I took pictures of mum in the woods and by the lake, which was good fun. 


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Saturday, 7 January 2012

6th January


Today I found out I've been pooled by Cambridge, so more nervous anticipation.

And no, this photograph wasn't taken today.
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5th January


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4th January


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Tuesday, 3 January 2012

3rd January




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2nd January


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1st January

Day One














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Louise Spence
Eighteen years old and interested in photography as a passion, but predominantly in English Literature - any excuse to spend a Sunday afternoon curled up with coffee and a good book. Saxophonist, sailor, photographer, writer, actress, artist... jack of all trades, master of none.
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