Cremorne, 2011

Ive got a couple of things on the go at the moment that arent near completion one is a platfrom-game character movement system for flash, I wondered why there wasnt one available and that is because it is really hard to do but I feel as though I am making progress, the other project is a tom baker sculpt which requires curly hair and I dont know where to buy it.
So I thought I would update my blog with some photos taken in the suburb of Cremorne.  I don't really consider myself that great at photography but I was pretty keen on the intense light from the sunset mixed with the clear sky, anyways:

Melbourne Show Crafts, 2010

cupcakes, cakes, michael jackson pottery.

Melbourne Show, 2010

Paris, 2009

Not many photos of Paris and they are all rubbish as we were too busy having a jolly good wheeze

me, 2009

Tasmania, Paris, Tractor

CAT, 2010

This is Tim's cat, Spider. Every night at about 3am he desperately tries to get into our bedroom by clawing the door and carrying on. He was formerly allowed in until he started leaving his musky surprise puddles here and there. Spider you are banned from our room.

Budapest, 2009

The best thing about Budapest was the roquefort stuffed chicken breast cooked in paprika and goose fat, but here are some more statues.

Incredible Statues. Vienna, 2009

Horrible food in Vienna. Horrible.

Romania, 2009

Transylvania looks incredible. On a train winding up through the Carpathian Mountains surrounded by mist covered peaks is something I won't forget too easily. It looks just like you think it would. It rained constantly! There was mist! Distinct lacks of bats, but nevermind.
The most exciting part was being 'upgraded' at our hostel to a damp dungeon, true Transylvanian style.

Istanbul, 2009

We loved Istanbul, really! The two middle photos were taken from opposing sides of a cafe table. Either we were having a stare off or the wine/coffee combo was creating some intense stomach dissonance.
The last picture is of the over night train we caught to Bulgaria, they attached passenger cars to it...naturally.
Did I mention that we caught trains all the way from Istanbul to London? Aww yeah.

Blackpool, 2008

The Holga had well shat itself at this stage.