King Protea
28.5.12
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24.5.12
DINGLEDODIES
Jess and her home.
"But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centrelight pop and everybody goes "Awww!""
Jack Kerouac.
"But then they danced down the street like dingledodies, and I shambled after as I've been doing all my life after people who interest me, because the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centrelight pop and everybody goes "Awww!""
Jack Kerouac.
23.5.12
AFTERNOON
Some new photos I got developed: starting here with an autumn afternoon and some dappled light making its way through the pines.
22.5.12
CONTINUUM
Not much has been happening in terms of film developing, but hoping to get a pleasant surprise this weekend/upon financial relief/cash injection/whatever. Hello-ha!
So 'til then, some more from Berlin, the concrete jungle of memory - as if I have not exhausted the place enough.
These photos were taken by Matthew Symonds, travelling pants.
Including the Holocaust Memorial, days of street art, water cafes, photo room and side ways Sarah and I - not in order.
So 'til then, some more from Berlin, the concrete jungle of memory - as if I have not exhausted the place enough.
These photos were taken by Matthew Symonds, travelling pants.
Including the Holocaust Memorial, days of street art, water cafes, photo room and side ways Sarah and I - not in order.
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