Ziggy and Joshua Westbrook were days away from their wedding, when I went to snap them for the cover of issue three. I lost sleep on how I was ever going to up the ante for a cool image for the cover of the next magazine after Shabba graced issue two.
She is the Mona Lisa of Slingshots, and that image is now way out of my ability to control it, for it has gone. Copied and re-used for being so fabulous. It was a slight accident as her bloke was shouting stuff at her that was of course nothing I could understand but was obviously filthy rude. Shabba was trying not to giggle and be serious… so we got the little unconscious grin. On an utter babe, of course, with proper aim.. sigh.
YEP, I was screwed. I was never going to beat that.
I was at the Bushcraft Show and Mick & Nina were running the shooting range. I was at the end of the table with the ammo tub, looked up to see this tall rangy looking dude like some kind of white dreadlocked outlaw, taking aim like a pro, with a serious custom catapult. Then, I hear Mick say, “Ere, ‘y’are sweetie, there’s room for you…” and setting his girlfriend up at the oche. I was frankly taking in all the nakey bits and ink, and skin and how she was so pretty and her attire was like a steampunk Maid Marion. All bushcrafty beads and floaty things with hair in tumbling dark locks. Then, she too took aim with her OWN frame.
Ziggy was her name and she looked like a slingshot version of Artemis the Greek goddess of the wild.. and of wild animals. (Except the never getting married bit as they literally wed last week.) And they made a matching pair, he shoots with the right hand hold, Ziggy with her left!
I was a man on a mission.
Unsurprised to discover they live in Glastonbury and that Josh is a bladesmith with an actual forge… let that sink in… making them true dwellers in Avalon, I went to see them just to shoot this stuff… big day trip.
Here is a daft clip filmed of them both after the shoot, in the forge. And that is a shared rollup as the both are cutting down smoking so share them. I don’t think they even realised how it looks on film, as despite the dreads, neither smokes anything apart from that most dread weed, tobacco.
Artemis (/ˈɑːrtɪmɪs/; Greek: Ἄρτεμις Artemis, Attic Greek: [ár.te.mis]), in the ancient Greek religion and myth, is the goddess of the hunt, the wilderness, wild animals
