facing reality

Lee Jeffries [here] via Colossal [here]

We wear the stains of our life on our bodies. 

Those stains - the triumphs, the mistakes, the sorrows, the day-to-days - are borne in eyes lit, skin creased and lips that hold the memories of words uttered.

Lee Jeffries, 2011's Digital Photographer of the Year, captures our stained realities with moving honesty.

Stunningly haunting, don't you think?

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in my ears : in my eyes

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With a little more time to stretch my brain legs at the moment, I have been taking my ears on a stroll through some tunes, new and old. So whilst my ears are having a party - so are my eyes. Above is a little showcase of gig posters and fan art from some of the artists that are bringing music to my ears.


This week's playlist selection:

• Nilsson - Down
• Andrew Bird - A nervous tick motion of the head to the left
• Bon Iver - Holocene
• The National - Runaway
• Timber Timbre - Black Water
• Blitzen Trapper - Furr
• Mewithoutyou - Timothy Hay
• Grizzly Bear - Deep Blue Sea
• The B52's - Mesopotamia
• Foster the People - Pumped Up Kicks
• Smog - Held
• TV on the Radio - Ambulance

After just licking the beaters from a cake I am making, whilst the aroma creeps through the hallway on an afternoon of most suitably-suitable Melbourne weather, I guess it is a good day in all senses. All five of them!


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it's a wrap

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So, I cut my hair off. Well, a man cut my hair off and whilst I'm loving it, the thought of maintaining these chopped locks after they say 'howdy-doo' to the salty ocean this summer makes my chest seize up a little bit.
But I think if I can possibly master the art of the headscarf, my hair anxiety will be kept at bay for another day/season.
Fingers crossed.
Pretty aren't they?


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simple things

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Life is spider's-web, topsy-turvy, hall-of-mirrors, hedge-maze, blurry-vision crazy.
Sometimes we need to take time to reflect on the simpler things, like...dogs in human-wearables.


Am I right?


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they've got it covered

Novum 11/11 – Making Of Cover from Paperlux on Vimeo.


Let's hope print media never dies.


This vid is the evolution of Novum's November issue cover, inspired by Richard Buckminster Fuller.


This is beautiful, amazing and many other good words.


See more pics [here].

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man who catch fly with chopstick accomplish anything

artwork by scott c

There were three kids shopping with their mum at work the other day. One of the girls picked up a pair of chopsticks from the counter and yelled to her mum: 'Look, I'm Mr. Miyagi!' and proceeded to click and wave the chopsticks around as if to catch an invisible fly.

I smiled but figured it was a reference to the new one, not my much loved 'Banzai Daniel-san Favourite 1984 classic'. However, I was forced to eat the words that had not come out but merely formed in my brain as the mother advised me they were, indeed, referring to the original.

'I'd been trying to get them to watch it for years.' 

Hold on. Don't kids nag parents and not the other way around?

'Show the lady your kick.'

The three kids assumed the crane pose and with varying degrees of not-very-masterly mastery began to crane kick amongst the stacks of pots and pans.

It was odd. But nice.

Then, I came across this illustration by Scott C and, well, I just wanted to talk about The Karate Kid some more.

Ah. Miyagi have hope for you. 

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am I that transparent?

images from Matthew Cox via WTF

I haven't had an x-ray since I broke my arm playing netball that time in grade five. Oh and those mouth x-rays that have revealed what I already knew... my molars are less than average and aside from munching food are making it their personal business to devour themselves - sneaky little maxillary mutineers!


My x-rays despite revealing cracks and decay where I would rather they not be, were fairly standard, run-of-the-mill, stick it up on a light board and deliver the diagnosis kind of x-rays. Now that I have seen these 'haberdashery meets hospital' arty numbers, I have got to admit, I feel a little ripped off. Perhaps I would have dealt with the news that I needed a root canal, a little better, if my teeth were sprouting embroidered daisies? Surely, if I'm paying that much for someone to dig a hole in my tooth and then fill it up again, the least they could do is sugar-coat the news... actually, sugar-coating could be what got me into this mess. 
Oh, heck, you know what I mean.

What I am getting at is that I think this Matthew Cox guy is a clever duck and I might give his details to my dentist so he can make the news of impending dental work a little less bleak for the next person.


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