sunny days of late

Thought I would post some photos I got back from my Holga. My favourite is definitely the duck one. I've got another film in at the moment which is nearly finished and then I'd like to try out a 35mm film in it. And I've decided I want to add to my collection and maybe get an LCA or something a bit more compact. It's a downward spiral from here!

I shake my fist at you

I find it vaguely amusing that the one pair of shoes that occasionally decide to cut my feet to shreds and leave my heels bloody and raw are my Macbeths, the shoes with a Bane quote under the insole from the "GIVE BLOOD" album. yes yes very funny, ha ha, well I will have the last laugh. Don't think you aren't replaceable. There's only so much duct tape I'm willing to use to tape you up. These relationships never last. You're no longer my favourite shoe anyway, so there.

day trip

So today I went on a mini adventure to have a play with my new toy - my lardy lump of plastic the Holga(!) which I have named Henrietta, as it seems I can't possess any major 'thing' without naming it. My laptop is called Jeffrey, my external harddrive is Jeremy, my bike is Betty etc etc. I also name plants, but as I'm not so good with those, I only have one. She's managed to survive for a couple of years now and I fear naming her may not be beneficial as she's lasted so long without one, it may not be wise. Maybe I should look into getting a pet.

Anyway, the weather was sunny and beautiful, so I went to Wollaton Park and took photos of the stuffed animals, ducks, (of the living variety) bluebells and other nice things.

I'll post some if any come back good enough, but I'll leave you with one of my favourite Holga images, maybe because it's so random - I don't know who took this photo, but if you ever happen to read this, I think your photo is awesome. And do you happen to know the name of the pony?

Torpidity calls

Now I'm here, I'm not so sure what to say. But I thought I would start the ball rolling somewhat. I'm hoping this is going to be a place where I will write things and they will be great things. But great things come to those who wait. Cos great is better than good right? So I'll save that for another day when my brain is in gear and my belly isn't laden down with good, no, I mean, great food.
To slumber I go.