Bear sculpture by Will Coles, photo by Timothy Duong via Instagram
Go my visit to Waterloo done, processed photos, had lunch with Grace and also visited the galleries.
The French House is so damn good! Love the music, the atmosphere (I'm listening to Atmosphere atm, but that's just off topic now) and the food. The coffee wasn't great but the pastries were delicious. Second visit and definitely not the last.
And of course the best achievements for me was that I finally printed some rolls from my Nishika N8000. Now all I have to do is scan the trannies. Arg, the pain :(
I'm one that procrastinates to the max. Failing Uni seems like the norm for me and cruising seems like a chore now. But through my lowest of lows and highest of 'highs' there lays a creative spark inside me that comes out from time to time. In the last 2 months I've been scheming a short-film of some sort and also to make a set for someone special (That someone special knows who they are :3) so through the last couple of weeks I've come up with the idea to make a mini-model set. It's not-yet complete but very close. I originally had paper-cut-outs but I've abadoned that idea for aesthetic reasons.
I'm on my way to creating a storyboard, finding a director/cinematographer and someone to help me with narration/sound. It's going to be pretty tight-knit and I'll post WIP when I can but hopefully it'll be done within a couple of months :)
The set so far:
Everything is hand made or from train model sets. I hope this turns out well, time to hit the drawing boards!
Been seeing JM, Raymond, Steven a bit more and also Leanne! It's good to see you guys again!
It's been a long time since I've never spent V-Day with someone. So this was a pretty special day for me even though technically it was the day after it, but didn't matter. It's rather a thought than a day, the apparent day where lovers worldwide spend a more romantic day than usual.
I couldn't ask for a better day, it started 2 days earlier, when I received my Christmas/Valentine's day gift perfectly in time. (Check my prior post) Then I met Grace at her's and we went to Waterloo and visited the French House. Definitely something amazing, the atmosphere is authentic and the food is delicious and well priced. We also visited the Dank St galleries where I was blown away by Maria Speyer's etchings and prints and Morgan Shimeld's metal sculptures. We ended up at the Sydney Chinese Gardens, a place of peace and tranquility. Then I had my compulsory sleep in Hyde Park. Oh I love sleeping there. There was also a sick Ibis I fed... that didn't work out so well :p
Morgan Shimeld - 15 Feb til 12 Mar 2011 at Dank St Galleries, Waterloo
Wow the French House is amazing! No photography though, but I snuck this one photo :)
If you do not have tickets to DOOM then you're missing out. Best announcement for Aust for years. Probably the biggest thing for me since Sage Francis.
"He wears a mask to hide the raw flesh, a rather ugly brother with flows that's gorgeous"
Sunday day and evening was a day to remember. We wined and dined at the Winery, there we had amazing drinks and nibbles which got us all full and content. Just the right level. After we went to Grace's to swim and lounge about as lazy animals during intense games of Jungle Speed.
And my favourite image of the evening. It was like this all day, minimal clouds, sun shining and a slight breeze. The feeling of tranquility overwhelmed me. I can't wait til Wednesday and Thursday :)
A new love. Un-named. I'm unsure of what to call him, I'm waiting to get him a new tank later on this year. Crowned Betta Spenden (Siamese Fighting Fish)
Few words I can use to explain what I think of you. Thinking back all those years and who I am and who you are... you're a fucker. To think you would do that to me. I was telling my friend about what happened and only then I really noticed what really went down. Mentally scarred. Physically abused. You're a fuck. I'm glad I don't remember you or what you look like. I'm glad we're not friends nor do you know who I am anymore.
Although I won't disclose what really happen and only few will ever know, I can finally say I'm now quite scarred. It's funny when you think back and unravel something you never want to remember again, it's even greater when you find out the twist and reasoning. Pulling on the wrong threads and leaving me naked and embarrassed.
I guess this is probably off my chest and I'm feeling better already (ty Sasha + Rachel :3) I just want to say "fuck you" to you. Shall we ever meet paths, you will regret it.
On a few lighter notes: I'm planning my first tattoo, nothing too complex, symbolic of lost family and one I keep close. Thinking of wrist or neck.
Listening to: Mos Def Eating: Toast & Singles Cheese Reading: Blogs (That's a new!)