About three weeks ago, I saw a report on the BBC about the Ministry of Muscle. The report ended, and as they do on the news these days and the 'sign-off' included the location, which was Maidstone. I didn't spit my tea across the room, but was surprised none the less, simply because nothing of any interest happens here. This place basically trains all the strongmen and powerlifters in the region. Considering their small location, their effect has been wide felt.
As I tend to do, I literally walked in and asked if I could start snapping; sometimes the direct approach is often the best. They agreed, and I very quickly forgot any stereotypes I had created in my mind about the sport. I was expecting an aggressive environment, with little co-operation from the lifters, but instead I found a very tight knit community doing a very misunderstood practice, who were more than happy to be in front of a lens.
As we speak, I am a few visits in, and so far this has been a really nice opportunity to get some shots i've been wanting for a long time, including mixing black and white and color, which although very very difficult, could be done with this.
1 comment:
pppft! aint got nothing on my guns!
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