Horse, Confusion, Frank!

What a day. I rode my first horse! His name was Renick, he was crazy, and a little bit adorable. It would be hypocritical of me to complain at his lack of interest in going faster, or his need to constantly graze. If I or my love were a horse, we would be Renick. Nikki and I were so lucky to be surrounded by beauty with the wonderfully intriguing creatures that are horses.

This lovely morning was followed by a contrasting evening of STRANGEST MOVIE EVER. People walked out of the cinema. A terrible haircut was had, a hand was shot, the weirdness just grew and grew. My first thought is, I didn't like it. This being said, I must have liked it at least a little because it kept me thinking. The characters were all philosophical genius's, however mad-hatter-like they appeared, and it's impossible for this to have no effect on my mind.

So my mind was busy, messy, hectic, and I didn't like it. I wanted the freshness and clarity of the horse ride back! The calmness of nature, and humour of animals. And then I turned to something altogether different; Frank Sinatra. What a voice. I turned my pretty lights on and lit the best smelling of the candles, and listened myself calm. It was wonderful. I felt like I should have had a cigarette in my hand stained with the reddest lip stick, while enjoying my tranquil thoughts.

I think I'll call today a fork day. Three pronged. Three definable stages of entirely different states of mind. It's been a rollercoaster; a plane crash with a safe landing. And now I must sleep, in preparation for tomorrow. Maybe it will just be a knife, or a spoon. I'm not sure how to metaphorically define the other cutlery yet, so bare with me.

Little Yo Yo Ma.

I had my first gig just over a week ago. I've done a zillion gigs before, but I think this was my real first. I write these silly little songs, and play these simple little guitar bits. The silly little songs now belong to me and my band, Yo Yo Ma. The gentleman of Yo Yo Ma take these songs, and turn them into something wonderful. Their creativity and ability amazes me all the time, and I feel so honored to make music with them.

The week before the gig was spent in concentrated Yo Yo Ma concentration, and I think that's when everything really came together. We shared food and drinks and talked ridiculousness, between hours of music making and ideas. When it was finally gig night, on the tiny stage in the tiny room, the little songs became big ones. We had made something that was completely our own, and we were sharing it with all of these listening people. To have made something that you love absolutely, and for that something to be appreciated by a room full of attentive people, is a wonderful thing.

This was the first gig of Yo Yo Ma, and there will be more. The next room is not so tiny. There will be more ears and eyes, and we will have to try harder to fill it. We are bigger now, but we are still little giants.




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Dad and Wine.

I love this picture of my dad. Drinkin wine (that thing he's holding camouflaged in his beard is in fact, a wine glass) at my grandparents place, with some of Mum's English relatives a long long long long time ago. I was just a little tyke, annoyingly running around taking pictures of everyone while they were trying to chat about important things and drink their red coloured poison. I had such a weird perspective of those get togethers, like every one of them (they were rather regular) was such a big event! I obviously didn't get out much when I was 11.

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Fresh Air.

I love the weather at the moment. Perfectly fresh aired and blue skyed. I love how it makes tap water colder and bed so warm. Tea is more enjoyable, and stockings, scarves, jackets and hats can be worn. It makes me think of driving holidays, freezing night adventures and pretty mornings.



This is a picture I took on my first trip to Sydney in 2000.

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Affection.

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Bush Walk Bench.

I've been doing this thing for quite some time now called "Kieran on Benches", where I take pictures of my bro Kieran on various benches around the place, on road trips and the like. This one is my favourite of him- I love the colours and everything about it. Also, the side of the mountain behind him looks like it should be the ground, which is pretty awesome!

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Favourites.

I have a collection of favourite pictures I've taken of (or witnessed the taking of) my lovely friends and family. So I shall share them with you one at a time sometimes with a little story. Although my stories are rarely little..



To me, this picture is the perfect representation of Jess and Susie. They don't take things to seriously when it's not necessary, and have the skill of making fun out of otherwise mundane situations!

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