Jan 24

Andrea and I got together tonight for some retail time. Well really time spent socialising at Chermie and not really buying anything.
I am after a pair of black pants. It sounds so simple. Anything but. I want black, 100% cotton or similar, real pockets, nice cut. I tried on pants after pants after pants. There were one pair that were sort of ok, probably about a 7/10 on the like factor. I came home pantless. The problem is that I have a pair of stoney camel Country Road pants that I got off the sale racks at Myer a little while ago. I love them, decent pockets, Italian cotton and most of all a really nice cut. This of course means that any pants I try on are held up against them. Do they have that same feel? Do they fit as well as the Holy Grail pants to? The answer was no, it always seems to be no. I am thinking that perhaps I need to make a trip to a tailor in SE Asia with said pants and ask for X copies in X different fabrics. Moving away from my tale of looking for that perfect pair of black pants.

One of the things Andrea had for me was this CD (click image for the track listing etc).
come together
Andie knows that I have a slight thing for covers. I now have 7 or 8 Beatles cover albums. This is a really good album, feels very Sunday arvo BBQ. A more alt, slightly folk, with a hint of Americana style Beatles, it works.

and some photos.

today.
Backlit Leaves, aren’t they so pretty?
Backlit Leaves, 24/366

yesterday.
some cool yarn.
cool yarn, 23/366

the day before.
Made in India. My most hippy skirt. I picked up this skirt many trips round the sun ago for a school dance. I never ended up wearing it to the school dance. It has sat at the bottom of my wardrobe all that time, with me not feeling flowers in my hair enough to pull off the skirt. I went to a party the other night and decided to wear it. Now I very much feel flowers in my hair enough to wear it.
Made in India, 22/366

Everyday Formula

I am so tired to but in a good way. I am working in the city at the moment with quite classy Brisbane River and Story Bridge views before my eyes. This means that I need to get up just a bit earlier than I used to have to get up when I worked down the road. I am thoroughly enjoying catching the bus to work again. I get to read, people watch, listen to music, think, etc. The reason that I am tired however is that I went to a concert last night. It was The Zoo, it is summer, it was a sweaty night.

I took this photo as my day 21 photo as I left the concert and headed back to the car.
Winn St

I am about to go to bed but I have to take today’s photo yet. I don’t know what it will be yet. I am not going to pike though on the 366 days no matter how tempted I am to just fall into bed now.

Is this not the most delightful photo? It is currently my desktop background, thanks big brother.

I have watched parts of Kalahari on the ABC the last two Sundays. I could say Damm five hundred times over after watching that. Just the sheer amount of wildlife. Seeing those clouds of birds or the Acacia trees covered in bird nests or those herds of Zebras. I just can not fathom the sheer numbers. It was breathtaking.

not the day

There is all this stuff I want to say but it doesn’t feel like the right time to say those things at the moment. I need to dwell on them for a little while longer. It is frustrating. I’m looking for that fast forward button. I want things to start now. Moving on.

Yesterday morning, Mum and I dropped Matthew at work and headed off to the Hotel Broadway markets. We parked the car at the Kangaroo Point Cliffs and walked the rest of the way to the Hotel Broadway. It is a relatively small market but it was good. We got some Mangrove Honey πŸ™‚ We walked home via the specialist food shops on Balaclava st, which open at 7am every morning! We had a good walk, window shopping, garden shopping, people shopping watching and I had fun taking some photos.

The Markets
Hotel Broadway Markets

The Gabba
Woolloongabba

The Cliffs
Roo Point,19/366

The Story Bridge
Bridge & Sky

The Valley
Gipps St Red

Windsor War Memorial
Windsor War Memorial

The Park
the park

366 days, a challenge

so. Some reason on NY day I decided that it would be cool to take a photo a day for the year. I am up to day 19 and am still going ok. I did a photo a day for a month back in oh must have been 2004? and I don’t think I made it to the end. I am going to try my hardest to not include any music photos or self-portraits… Some of these photos you have seen posted in the last few weeks, some you haven’t. I am trying to think about these photos, not cop out just before bed time and take a photo of my desk.

You can keep a track of the growing collection here – 366 in 2008

Roo Point,19/366Bernina Hands, 18/366work shoes, 17/366The Street, 16/36650%, 15/366popcorn & atonement, 14/366Bookfest bargain, 13/366QAG 12/36648 colours? 11/366still christmas 10/366you give me this fatal rush, 9/366Bounty, 8/366crochet star, 7/366St Pauls Tce Jam, 6/366weeds 5/366is? 4/366raining light, 3<a class=Carter, 2/366Pabbi Cooking, 1/366

three up

Last night I went to catch a 9pm session of Atonement with Thor. There were four other people in the cinema with us, when the movie finished and we walked out, the others had disappeared. weird. Sweetness was the choc tops we got. Made at the cinema, the sticker on the package cheerfully proclaimed, they were choc tops from outer space. a real ice cream cone (as in conical), real chocolate instead of that weird tasting stuff but what really topped it was the ice-cream. I had after dinner mint and it was a nice pale green in colour and full of flavour. Atonement was good, I liked it, well I liked the first 95%. The ending was such a cop out though. Now I know you can’t always have happy endings but if you want to have a sad/angry ending, how they did it was not the way.

Popcorn, that was actually hot for once.
popcorn & atonement, 14/366

When I was at QAG on the weekend, I picked up this little beauty in the QAG store for 40% off, because two weeks into January, who wants a 2008 diary? I do! A limited edition 2008 Moleskine diary plus a cahier.
2008 diary

Sunday; Pabbi, Matthew and I went to the bookfest. They brought home a wall of books each. I on the other hand brought home a couple of books that I had been looking for and a stack of Delicious and Australian Gourmet Traveller magazines, 15 for $3, bargain.
Bookfest bargain, 13/366

Saturday morning with the Arts

On Saturday I went to see Andy Warhol at GOMA. I was really looking forward to it. I had the audio tour on my iriver. I was really looking forward to it. At the ticket counter I was very seriously thinking about buying a season ticket but my desire to save every last cent now that I am unemployed and looking for a job won over and I bought a single pass. I am so glad I did as I was really unfussed about the whole exhibit.

The audio tour was good, how it was implemented in the gallery though I felt was poor. There were signs up all over the place telling you to download it on to your mp3 player. Once you got to the exhibit though it was a big game of hide and seek finding the next piece. There were little headphone signs with a number inside it on the wall captions however there was no map showing you where each of them was. Some of them were easy as you knew by the name what you were looking for but overall I had to keep pressing pause whilst I went to look for the next number.

There were things I liked such as the time capsules. I liked them a lot. I liked seeing his early whimsical illustrations of shoes and cakes. The rest though, I guess because you have seen so much of his work in the media that when you see it in real life it has lost that magic feeling you get when you see a fantastic piece of work in real life for the first time. Also perhaps there was too many works. I don’t know, it is good to be able to say that I have seen such and such a piece but overall I would feel hard pressed to recommend it.

After looking at some of the other stuff at GOMA I went across to QAG and was blown away by this exhibit – Protest: Australian Political Posters 1972Γ’β‚¬β€œ92. This was everything I wanted the Andy Warhol exhibit to be and more. There were union posters, Triple Zed posters, Joh posters, all sorts of posters. It was everything I wanted in an exhibit and more. Whilst Mum and I were going up to Mackay last June, we had listened to a radio documentary on Radio National on The Sheds at Sydney Uni and the Earthworks Poster Collective, I had loved every word of that doco. I guess that background knowledge helped me enjoy the QAG exhibit even more. I will be going back to look at those posters again.

I took some photos as well.
QAG 11/366those balls at QAGLooking outVictoria BridgeRiverside ExpresswayThose steamer balls