Tired.

I really like my job, but I have far too much responsibility for someone who has just come out of uni.

My camera is still broken, which is hella frustrating and is affecting my ability to blog due to lack of photos.

I am now a redhead. That’s right. Full on ranga.

Today I got a pay rise and back pay. And what will I spend it on? That’s right, dentistry.

Merhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

Update on knitting: 1/8 of scarf completed. I’m rockin’ it.

Back at home!

This is my englishman playing soccer in my dad’s backyard in Tassie, taken with his Diana mini. I go back to work tomorrow, after 2 weeks off. I’m not overly excited about this. I’ll be back to blogging regularly now, as I’m actually home!

The reason I’ve been a bad blogger..

Lots of things have been happening! I’ve spent the past week in Tasmania with my gorgeous Englishman, away from phone reception and internet. I also have some terrible, terrible news.

My LC-A+ is broken. The shutter release is fucked.

Jamie took this with his Canon 400D. I think it’s spectacular.

I have a roll I’ve been waiting 3 weeks to get back, and one half roll of slide film from when my LC-A broke. Devastated.
In other news, it is true that boyfriends make you fat. I’ve gained about 4 kilos since he got here three weeks ago. AWESOME. HOORAY.

Finally;

Ash can has a Jamie.

Grainy goodness

Complete with finger blur. I’m awesome.

Brownies!

My friend Geoff has very recently become rampantly passionate about Box Brownies. These were taken with a Six-20 Bullseye. To convert 120 to be compatible with a 620 camera, he shaves around the edges of the 120 spool.

This is the backyard of my cottage, featuring me and Kerry. I believe in the second shot I was attempting not to fall off the little wall of bricks. I like the light leaks. I also like my cottage.

In other news, we just realised that the mulled wine we made in the slow cooker a week ago, is in fact still in the slow cooker today. We are reheating, mulling, consuming. Is that disgusting?

Jamie leaves England tomorrow, and will be with me by Tuesday night. Completion.

UPDATE: To drink mulled wine that has been fermenting for a week is an error.

Thank you for reading.

Hello. My name is Ash. I am 23 years old. I am a paediatric physiotherapist.  I like sweet potato. Today a man came and put new light bulbs in my house and they hurt my eyes. The hairdresser put a steam globe over my head and it made my eyelashes stick together. I have a new old hat and some sweet shoulderpads. Thank you for reading.

ADDITION: can someone bring me some lollies plz.

EXTRA ADDITION: it’s ok, I went and got some from the petrol station.

Our time will come.

My first Diana Mini roll was entirely overexposed, due to my error. I still got a couple of shots I liked though.

Also, go check out Anwa‘s blog. I do.

Dear Prudence.

I know I’ve been a bad blogger!!!!! I won’t be from now on!! It’s been what, a week?

20 days!!!

Negative scanners.

I just bought a negative scanner.

Print.

Scanned Negative

Print

Scanned Negative

I am not particularly happy.

Super8.

I’ve long wanted to make a film using 8mm film- there are loads of super8 cameras around, and they’re really not that expensive. What is expensive is the process of getting the film developed and then converted to digital format (unless you have a projector, viewer and sweet editing skills).

This video was made by my very talented friends Chris and Liam.
I think it’s utterly beautiful, and wanted to share it with everyone. I may steal their camera at some stage.

Exhibition.

I am having an exhibition in July 🙂  It is being held at a gorgeous vintage store/gallery space on Sturt street, Ballarat, Dear Prudence Vintage, and will run for a month.

I have a 2X2 metre white wall space,  a bench and if I need it, a 1X2 black piece of wall/board. The next couple of weeks are going to be spent scrapping idea after idea until I can appease my perfectionist self.

This needs no explanation.

My first snow.

This is my first experience of falling snow. I was walking up Royal Mile in Edinburgh, Scotland. Behind me is Edinburgh Castle. I had to buy an emergency hat, it snowed that much. Don’t I look ridiculously attractive.

If anyone was wondering, that scarf is from River Island and is incredible.

Photos of photos.

I took these of digital photos on my computer screen. I freaking love them.

It’s a month until I pick Jamie up from Tullamarine Airport. It’s starting to feel more real.

Which way to go?

I’m having trouble working out what I want to do with the next 18 months of my life. Any help would be greatly appreciated.

Ruv.

I look at this and wish it hadn’t come out so shiny. But then again, the world IS shiny.

Ah nu!

I went out with Geoff and Liam this weekend, armed with both LC-A+ and Diana mini. Photographs will ensue. In the meantime, I’m running low of quality shots to blog! So here’s one of the State Library, Melbourne. It’s not overly exciting.

Hardcore detox atm, until Jamie gets here in 35 days.

Officially a Physio.

I have graduated, after working full time as a physio for 4 months. It’s sort of an anticlimax. This is Alesha and me- she told me to blog about her.
THERE YOU GO LESH.

What WAS exciting was finding out I got onto the Dean’s Honour List, for being in the top 5% of all La Trobe University graduates for 2010. HOORAYYYY.

I got a headache today, because I couldn’t move my head and crack my neck because of those stupid caps you have to wear.

In other news, 40 days left.

Another end of roll image..

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As I have previously blogged, I adore finding a gorgeous end of roll image. I think this is a beautiful example of the mysterious nature of  incompletion. You just can’t get this with digital.

Melbourne

I adore this city.

42 Days!!!

Candids on the internet- Y or N?

I’m interested to know what people think about taking candid photos.

I love candids, and I see a lot of them floating around on blogs; particularly on fashion blogs. I wouldn’t mind if someone posted a candid of me, but I know some people would. Is it OK to post them as long as their face isn’t showing? Or do you just post them regardless?  I don’t often find the opportunity to take a candid shot as I feel if people saw me, they would think I was some sort of creep and possibly chase me down the street.

This candid, for instance, is of a painfully cute little girl chasing seagulls with a stick. I feel it’s ok to post it on a blog because her face isn’t showing. If her face was showing, and for some reason her parents saw her posted on a 23 year old amateur photographer’s blog, I feel they would be totally pissed off.

I need opinions!!!

Ballarat.

Ballarat.

People jump on your car when it is parked outside your house.
People steal your mail from your mail box.
You get kept awake by people cutting fully sick laps.
People wear slippers in the supermarket.
Haggard men follow you making cat noises;
and the girl with the slicked back pony tail who works in the shop always wants to talk to you that tiny bit too long.

BUT

It has incredible op shops.
The local art scene is doing alright for itself.
You can afford a wonderful place for the price of a shanty in Melbourne.
There is a place that does incredibly good pizza.
When you go out, you are usually dressed better than 98% of people;
and the entire town is a lomographers dream.

Graf Toffwaffle Von Liechtenstein.

How splendidly peculiar.

I now have a deviantART account.
I will be putting images on said account, some of which will be available to buy as prints. Prints on deviantART are wickedly cheap, so I suggest you go and buy some of mine. There is very little on there at the moment, but over the next couple of weeks there will be.

Also, if you have a deviantART account, be my friend!!!

Rizzo on the kitchen floor.

Power shoulders and velvet.

Whilst my boyfriend blogs about art, politics and philosophy, I blog about shoulder embellishments and fake velvet and pull weird faces. Ironically, my webcam makes the embellishments and velvet near invisible, just leaving the ridiculous faces. Woe.

$4 embellished bolero from op shop, velvet Lisa Ho dress $40 ebay, velvetine dress $20 H&M, Jacket $7 from op shop (with velvet lapels you can’t see in the shitty webcam argh!)

I’m still counting.

4 months of love today.

46 days until I see him again.

Probably not going to let him go back to England. Even if I have to chain him to my house.

While we’re fisheye-ing

Here’s one of me, by Gianna. In a vegan-ish stage, rockin’ the pleather.

In other news, I am currently eating milo out of the tin.

Meatshake.

One, two, three, four.
Get ya booty on the dance floor;

Work it out. Shake it little momma,
Let me see ya do the Jane Fonda.

Daniellawl.

Today is Daniel’s birthday. Daniel is one of my best friends. I ruv.

LEINAD. HAPPY DAY OF BIRTH.

Go visit his blog, I enjoy it.

In other news, I almost passed out today at a dance class. Full on, black-in-front-of-the-eyes semi pass out. I think today I may have eaten too many plums, and not enough bread. Or something. Isn’t that how it goes?

I got my Diana Mini in the mail. I’m hoping Ballarat decides to stop being a bitch so I can go out and take photos of it on the weekend. I’m not sure I’m going to survive this winter.

as the wind overpowers a weak tree.

“Those who dwell on the attractiveness of sensual enjoyments, and live with the senses unguarded, and are immoderate with eating, they are slothful and weak in perseverance and will-power. Emotions overpower such persons as easily as the wind overpowers a weak tree.”

Oh Buddha, how I am being quickly converted by thee.

49 days.

My hair is no longer black.



And now I can barely afford to live for the next two weeks.

Also, the affair I’m having with a communist from London has been uncovered. I will now be moving to London instead, to be with him. Sorry if that ruins your fairytale, everyone.

The reason I’m quite happy to become an immigrant.

futiledemocracy;

I will cross the sea for you.

One of my favourite portraits

Of one of my favourite people.

My Diana Mini is here!

This means a road trip up to Bendigo to pick it up. In other news, I will most likely have my first article published in a physiotherapy journal within about a month. Hoorayyyyyyy. I am living on different varieties of home made juice because I bought a new blender. I just had a breakfast smoothie, it was INCREDIBLE.

Banana
Strawberries
Oats
Rice milk
Honey
Cinnamon

I could live on this drink forever.
It is also now less than 2 months before Jamie gets here. I’m the tiniest bit worried about this volcano business.

It has been said

Life is better when you’re pompous.

High tea

We went to high tea for Kerry’s birthday. It was pure indulgence.

I had an excellent night tonight, out in Melbourne with friends for Dellie’s birthday.

I would also like to stress that I am in fact NOT going to top myself.
A few people have been concerned about this after a previous blog… I wasn’t aware I came across so emo!

I need

A break.

Less than 9 weeks now.

I get very upset sometimes.

I blame things from the past; people, environments, situations, myself.

I believe that some demons and insecurities, you  live with your whole life. If they can’t be eliminated, it’s best to ignore them, look after yourself  and just get on with it.

It’s time for a demon cleanse, and I have a lot of the little bastards.

I want a bike.

With a basket and sweet vintage step-through style. LC-A+, AGFA 200.

I just played truth or dare with Jamie for an hour. The bastard just kept saying “truth”. I think he may have been scared of what my dare would be.
It may have involved nudity.
It’s late, and I’m tired. I bought 9 pairs of underwear today, all exactly the same.

I am sick of hearing about/ seeing “fixies”.  Apparently this is becoming a subculture of its own in Melbourne? With a hierarchy of fixie enthusiast stature?

I have become obsessed with Waterfords Apple Berry Natural Mineral Water.

I’m really not making a lot of sense.

Goodnight.

The end of the roll.

I always get excited to see the final image on a roll of film. There’s something magical about half a frame seemingly emerging from a blur of colour. This one is cut off sharp by strong primaries, contrasting the serene and natural colours of the tree. I love this contrast.

This image (which I’ve posted before here) is another example of an end of roll image. It fades. Just gorgeous.

Don’t throw end of roll photos out, because what is there might be just beautiful, especially as it’s incomplete.

The most exciting things in this world are incomplete.

And the Lord said;

Come on, come on, come on,

Now touch me, baby.

Sorry!

I know I haven’t been as good a blogger lately, but I’ve been feeling like shit, been insanely busy and having a mini creative rut. Tonight, Jamie made me feel a whole lot better, by showing what he really thinks about my intelligent mind-

I shudder to think of what our children are going to turn out like.

I’m getting a film back tomorrow, with some good shots (I hope) of friends and Melbourne. Will scan/post/attribute words to ASAP.

HAPPY BIRTHDAY KERRY

My Ruv.

Wait here.

Impatience makes you forget that you only own the present.

Jager chaos

I have always loved this image, as it captures the manic atmosphere of that night. Sometimes, I miss these days. It’s funny how things change.

Today I learnt how to put a dislocated hip  back in its socket. I’m hardcore to the max.

Anyway, main purpose of this blog-

Can people give me a theme, or a quote, or a lyric, that they would like to see represented in an image? I’d like to be given some projects, to see how imaginative I can be. It can be ANYTHING. Even just a word.
I gave Jamie this project today, his theme was “Teacup”, suggested by Geoff. I will post his result, if he succeeds in his mission! I’m in Melbourne the next few days, doing a course in St Kilda. Lots of photos will ensue in the next couple of weeks.

Who reads this??

Lomo LC-A+

I’m getting from 100-250 views a day, and about 10-15 people have commented on my blog, total. I’m really curious as to who the other people are who are following my outbursts of bullshit and creativity. If you follow my blog regularly, could you comment this blog? I’m just really curious as to who the other 100 people are. I’m sure they’re not a different hundred every day.

I’m off to Melbourne now, to see my lovely friends, drop one particularly lovely friend off at the airport, do an NDT course, work at the hospital and go to Kerry’s “High Tea” birthday party. I’ll be back Sunday, with photos.

My Diana Mini has been held up in postage apparently, but I’m saving the Velvia and Sensia for it. Agfa attack this weekend. Book to read on the train this week- Albert Camus, “The Plague.”

69 days.

I want to live here.

And I could paint, and draw, and write, and not be bothered by anyone. We would have each other, and wouldn’t need anything else. Fill our cottage with art and music and words. I’d have a step-through bike with a basket, and go and get fresh vegetables in the morning. We wouldn’t have a TV, because there is so much to see and create. Lazy mornings with an endless teapot and books and blankets. Someone please, send me there.

[no idea where this picture is from, sorry to whoever I should credit.]

Death camp.

This was a death camp in Edinburgh. It sits on top of the hill. Prisoners were made to sleep on the ground in the snow. If they moved, everyone around them would be shot, and they would be spared to deal with the guilt. How horrendously vicious!

I am currently detoxing. I have lived on grapefruit juice and water for the past 2 days. It’s SOOOO boring. However, I’m not particularly hungry, I feel quite good and I’ve lost 2.4 kilos in 48 hours.

Steam.

[please note, this was written a long time ago. jamie and i are as sickly happy as ever. in other news I GOT A TYPEWRITER!!!]