Author: Luke Ozvik

It’s a rainy Wednesday in Bermondsey, South London.  It’s late afternoon and it’s already beginning to get dark.  We’re at a small industrial estate consisting of half a dozen factory/warehouses.  Nothing special, very anonymous. We focus in on the lights within the offices at the front of one of the buildings.  Chinese lettering highlights that […] read

She’s an overwhelmingly pleasant woman.  She’s no supermodel, but she’s nice enough to look at with her long blonde hair, big blue eyes and pale skin – and nice to be around with her happy-go-lucky attitude.  The eyes are a little too big and the mouth a little too wide, but she’d have no trouble […] read

We’re here in a residential suburb of Greater London – lots of small semi-detached homes, wide streets.  We focus on one particular home, there’s a couple standing at the front door, facing in our direction.  He’s looking straight at us, her gaze is directed more toward the ground. She’s middle-aged with short blonde hair edging […] read

A middle-aged woman enters the offices of our production company and is shown into the studio for her initial interview. Everything about her screams that she’s a respectable, middle-class, educated ‘lady’.  From the sensible black shoes with the respectable two-inch heels, to the conservative and neat black knee length skirt, to the plain blouse and […] read

Coffee coloured skin, slim and sultry.  She’s a Pakistani woman with long, straight, jet black hair framing a pretty face then draping over her shoulders.  She has black eyes and a ring through one nostril.  Her full lipped mouth is never closed, either hanging slightly open with a sexy little pout, or wide open with […] read

We’re in a supermarket.  The company name is blurred out on camera, but just about anyone who has ever gone grocery shopping in the UK will be able to identify it. Busy, busy, busy.  Customers wander the aisles, select goods, line up to pay.  Staff clean up spills, work the check-outs, help out customers. We […] read

Big jaw, wide mouth, white teeth – that all-American look you’ve seen in a thousand high-school and college movies.  Her firm young body is hidden under a big coat, but her long brunette hair is blown about as she strolls through the sixties futuristic Fountain Court at Murray Edwards College, at Cambridge University. If the […] read

She describes herself as a roly-poly ball of fun who hasn’t had much fun lately.  She’s not huge, not obese, but the description does fit…  Big boobs, a rounded out body, big bum and thighs all wrapped up in a blue nurse’s uniform. Her friendly, once pretty, round face is framed by long blonde hair […] read

She’s an almost shapeless, anonymous woman in her late fifties.  Off-blonde hair sits just short of her shoulders, spectacles, kind of plain faced.  A chest you wouldn’t notice even if she was wearing a low cut top.  She’s neither fat nor thin.  Just – average.  What she’s got is warmth.  She looks friendly.  Safe.  Nice.  […] read

The first thing you notice about her is the close cropped bright red dyed hair.  It’s loud.  Then it would be the piercings – a little silver stud through each dimple in her round cheeks, a couple of small rings through her left eyebrow, two more in her left nostril, and half a dozen through […] read

We meet our next subject via a montage of clips of her at work – it’s in a laboratory, with her in a white coat and safety glasses, mixing chemicals and looking very serious.  Her mousy light brown shoulder length hair is tied back in a tight ponytail and her make-up-less face is relatively plain.  […] read