January 2010
1 post
A Birthday Suitable
Flinders Street station platforms can be lovely spot for photography when the soft evening light reflects from the tracks in golden beams which arc and mesh into a sleepy horizon, so of course I was feeling all arty and clever (and slightly hammered from an afternoon’s cider consumption) when a nice chap; Chinese, balding, portly and about forty, approaches me and tells gently me I have a...
July 2009
2 posts
Willkommen in Vaterland
Three months of Freya. Three months of outrageously obnoxious nappies, three months of wrestling with buttons or tiny socks or doll sized singlets. Three months of giggles and gurgles and smiles and pouts and frowns and farts and screams and oh my god she’s going to explode and three months of gentle happy sleeps on my lap. Three months of accumulating housework, of overflowing office turned junk...
May 2009
3 posts
Parental Guidance Recommended
Freya was born at 7:24pm on 24th April 2009. 3.1kg, or 6lb 13oz in the old parlance. She entered this world a slippery flub of white and blue wrinkle, covered from wriggling toe to alien cone head in cheesy bloody goodness. The first sounds to greet her newborn ears were her mother’s screaming and her father’s sobbing, intermittently interjected with the click wind click wind of my old...
April 2009
3 posts
Heartbeats II
We are now what those in the birthing industry call “term” which is a nice way of saying, “your baby can come at any time,” that is to say… we’re now 38 weeks pregnant.
The kid has shifted into a nice position, head pointing down, bum pointing out, and one little foot perpetually jammed into the womb wall creating a bony little lump in Kath’s belly....
March 2009
1 post
Transition
Was it really October when I last wrote about the upcoming arrival? I mean October??!! That was what, five full months ago.
Well, one can grab the clock from the wall and wrestle those pesky hands to a standstill, but somehow time still slips silently though your clenched fists until the day arrives and you realise you’re going to be a father in a month. Maybe less.
Kath is of course...
October 2008
1 post
Heartbeats
So…
Yesterday we heard the heartbeat of our yet to be borned kiddly widdly for the first time. A bit of goop on Kath’s belly, a fancy 1980s looking fawn plastic microphone, and for a brief moment, the room is filled with the rapid buddabuddabuddabudda of little one’s rapid heart.
And it was pretty amazing.
All the changes in Kath’s body are obvious, but that little...
August 2008
1 post
July 2008
4 posts
Ice Dreams
yesterday I invented a camera made of ice. Kind of.
Wrapping some film around a cardboard roll, then immersing that in water and freezing it, it then putting the resulting filmsicle in a black box with pinholes on the sides - results from first attempt at this method can be seen below. This experiement in ice as lens has only just begun. So far It seems I’m taking photos of the ice itself...
June 2008
5 posts
1 tag
Today I...
Well, I found a pack of unopened polaroid film - 669 colour stuff. Pretty happy. Also today I worked, which perhaps is less exciting. Last night I printed some works for the Unsensored08 exhibition coming up in August.
I also scored a bunch of expired film from an uncle in law, was a non smoker for yet another day and sleeved a whole bunch of negatives which has been sitting around for months...
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Why things are important
sergemarx: I collect cameras because they are heavy and easily thrown when in need of something weighty to heft. In other news, "heft" is not nearly used often enough
carlmarx: yes, I agree, "heft" is a great word. i often think of it when I think about the the proletariat and his unique class struggle. A hefty struggle.
