Tuesday, 19 April 2011

Floating sparks in his eyes

On Saturday night we had a big
meal for all the family
My sister was in charge of the
pudding and she was making
stewed rubarb to go with
our crumble...

Somehow she managed to
caramalise the rubarb on
the bottom of the pan
My dad then put the pan
in the dishwasher in an attempt to
clean it, and this is what it came out like

I think it's quite impressive





Monday, 18 April 2011

She could fly


Well, I guess I should apologise for the
lapse in time since my last post...

I hope you weren't holding
your breath in anticipation,
because it's been over a week
and you'd be dead by now

-

I've returned to my parents house in
Staffordshire for a week, because
I really needed a change in scenery

On Sunday morning I sat with my legs dangling
out of the french windows in the parlour
and it was wonderful


The patio is now the final resting place
of my younger brother's six year old
mini batman skateboard...

It finally met it's end when my older
brother attempted to ride it


Uttoxeter, Staffordshire
(17/04/11)

Thursday, 7 April 2011

Mysterious as the dark side of the moon


I've decided it was
finally time to put up some
photographs I took last December


These are from the Sealed Knot
Freedom Fields march






Freedom Fields, Plymouth
(05/12/10)




Wednesday, 6 April 2011

Bananas


The other day Joe was telling me about
this artist guy who takes phrases
and removes a constant and then creates
an image to fit with the new meaning of the phrase


I think this is one of my favourites
you can see more at his website:


Monday, 4 April 2011

Hustling


It isn't usually my kind of
'thing'
But I saw this video the other
morning and it made me happy


It makes me want to get
my shuffle on


Saturday, 2 April 2011

Love isn't always on time


When I was walking home from University last
week I took this photograph of a broken window...
If this was a fairytale I'm pretty sure
a princess would live here



"No dancing in the street,
there is no music"

Don't listen to her, I think you should
dance if you want to little girl

xxx


Don't dance in the street


Yesterday I had a conversation with
Alex about his ongoing project
and writing notes...

"I'd like rocking chairs in my back garden
and the sea at my doorstep."