01.5.2012 Fresh Paint
Newly completed mural thingo near Kmart Barkley Square. Colours on what would otherwise be monotonous and beige-ish walls are a fantastic thing.
25.4.2012 Two Curly Headed Lasses (in a toilet)
Toilet buddiiiies! Squeee… and so forth.
Semi-regular meetings up with these two is good for the soul.
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18.4.2012 Wallpaper
My local french patisserie. I hadn’t used the toilet before and when I did I discovered a woodland paradise where I expected peeling paint and water stains.
10.4.2012 Melbourne has interesting things in it
It’s true.
27.3.2012 City
I don’t come in to the city all that often, so when I do I really enjoy it. I don’t know why exactly, I’m sure it’s not the greatest city, and generally I like the area I live more for convenience, people, culture and etc, but I love the feeling, sometimes, of being this tiny little fish, all on my own, and I’m surrounded by a sea of humanity, and there’s so many of them, and I find that really lovely. I like the rush, and that you can remove yourself from it with the use of music, or sitting on steps, or pausing to look at the face of someone who moves past you. And I like knowing that no two fish are alike.
22.3.2012 Communist China for dumplings?
Yes please.
(China Red off Bourke St-Do it)
18.3.2012 Fancy
In keeping with my tradition of attending classical music and wine infused evenings the day after golf.
My housemates brother organised this little soiree, and it was entirely delightful. I drank yummy wine, nibbled delectable tapas and listened to the most gorgeous, lifting music I’ve heard in a long while.
Recommend.
17.3.2012 Golfer
Today, Jess, Doyle and I “did something”. Canyoubelieveit? We made a plan and put that plan into motion and we left our homes and went to a golf course and we played the golf.
Amazing.
Two and half hours later we gave up after 6 holes, but it was stupid fun.
Oh and please to ignore how outrageously unflattering my quasi-ironic-post-golf-attire is.
15.3.2012 There was a storm tonight.
I am sorry. I can’t take a photo of a storm.
But it was magnificent.
Heavy rain and pulsing winds and streaks of electricity ripping the sky open and magnificence.
22.2.2012 AAAH DEATH CAB AAAAH
I just… I just… you know..
They’re so beautiful. So beautiful that a tram fine and having to purchase new shoes to gain entry to the gig to see them did nothing to spoil the enchantment and emotional turmoil that results from watching them be beautiful.
Love.
