and that movie was determined by the clothes you wear...I like to think that this week it would be a Tim Burton number
Monday, September 20, 2010
This is not the photo I wanted to put here. But... well. Backstory.
The boys that i live with were playing at the Espy at one of the Sunday sessions. They wanted to see the other bands as well, so i drove all the gear down for them. (M had to work, T doesn't drive, and A was worried to start with... driving from the North to St Kilda was not something he was counting on to put him in a good mood.)
They weren't playing until 6. We got there around three, the Espy was noisy, I was uninterested, so I went for a walk.
The clouds were heavy, there was a breeze that may have been referred to as "fresh", although I would have thought of it more as "cold storage" but it was lovely. And then the clouds shifted, and a heavy shaft of sunlight slammed down through the hole. It was magnificent. And I went to take a photo of it (the above was me checking the lighting settings)... and I couldn't. Because those things are always magnificent in person, but after the event, a bit like a photo of a glorious sunrise - attractive, but ubiquitous. So I savoured the moment instead - me, the breeze, my knitting, and the thousand people who thought it worth capturing.
Posted by janet at 9:42 PM
Sunday, September 12, 2010
There was baklava1. It whispered to me, cajoling.
I said "no" and stood firm.
It beguiled, begged and teased.
I said "No" and stood firm.
It pleaded, tantalised and taunted.
I said "NO" and stood firm.
"EAT ME!" it roared.
So I did.
1Yes, I know the picture is not baklava. It was all gone before I got a shot. But a remarkably similar thing happened with the Toblerone.
Posted by janet at 12:26 PM
I finished this green cardigan about a fortnight ago, and have been wearing it fairly solidly since. Not only do I love the colour (bright, but not garish) I have managed to work out a flattering pattern for myself. What I am yet to work out is a successful method of shooting myself (that is, where it is a full shot, in focus, and my head doesn't look lie it belongs to someone of a smaller species) A. has said he will take photos, but we haven't quite got there yet.
Even a little bit of colour makes a difference - we (myself, A and our friend B) were in the city the other day, and on the corner of Burke and Swanston there was a Social Alliance hoohah, and people were milling everywhere. I lost B, because she was little and in black, but A, with his dull green jumper peeking out from under a natty pinstripe1 was easy to see2.
1It's pinstripe. "Natty" may be superfluous.2 Probably doesn't hurt that he's 6'1", either
Posted by janet at 12:15 PM