Sunday 25 April 2010

2 pictures.2 places.everyday


Here is a link to a very fun blog.
two girls take 1 picture everyday based on a theme.
one lives in brisbane.one lives in brooklyn.
these simple photos make me a bit giddy.in a good way.
xXx

airplanes.bunkbeds and a nice piece of victoria sponge.


flat as....
a pancake.a flatfish.paper.a flatpacked desk.and anything else thats pretty flat.
thats what its been like since iv been in nsw...iv been able to swim everyday, make stuff in the afternoon.and eat lots of fish. all of this is very lovely. but i do quite like the ocean more when theres a few lumps in it.

Some little squiggles and lines on t'internet put the bubbles of adventure and excitement into all of us and soon we were driving to sydney.after a quick stop to have a top gourmet dinner on the bonnet of the car we found ourselves just in time for a airplane to melbourne.
nice little drive in a clean white little hire car (why are they always white?) found us at the nicest backpackers iv ever been to.
standard 4 hours sleep..lots of museli and some green goodness for the fellas and suddenly we were staring into the most beautifully insane wave i have ever seen.
after climbing the cliff and finding a perch i sat and watched a pretty insane 6 hour session. victoria is beyond beautiful. going to let my eyes see more of it for sure sometime soon.
heres some shots of the whistle stop trip-which less than 24hours after getting the first plane i was back flying and wondering if I had dreamt it all.
xXx








Saturday 24 April 2010

if your a fish dont leave the water...



"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time"

im trying to get back into some designing and stuff again. but after spending a whole day drawing and imagining the same pieces and ideas i had nothing...recycling is very good for baked bean cans and milk bottles not so much for ideas...it makes them as flat and lifeless as a forgotten novelty tea towel.
so to clear my head i went for a walk without my shoes and a few pennies in my pocket to hunt down a nice iced coffee. I only got as far as the paper shop and my tired eyes stumbled across a lovely layout of pastels. Frankie magazine- 500% more amping then any chilly caffeine.
when i got back to the house a frenzy of pencils and pens and circling and corner folding ensued. i hope the deliver to other countries.
art is ace. without it sometimes you start to feel like my poor fish from the fair did when he decided to reach for the stars and jump out of its tank and land on the carpet. without art you may look like your breathing but your not really living.
xXx

Thursday 15 April 2010

this is all i need to feel alive.

no honestly...i dont really know what it is about them but waves are amazing.
if you have a bad day just watch them.
trust me
xXx




10 years ago something pretty ace started


ShelterBox is a charity based in Helston, Cornwall that provides emergency aid and shelter to victims of disasters.
Im lucky enough to spend time helping out in the warehouse most weeks when Im home- and perhaps in the not so distant future Ill be able to train to join the amazing ShelterBox response team.
If you havent heard about them before just look at the awesome work that gets done because of them....please.
And to all those involved in this amazing charity.
Happy Birthday
xXx
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g6s-gXD4P9c

life stories and lovelys

“There are basically two types of people. People who accomplish things, and people who claim to have accomplished things. The first group is less crowded.”
Mark Twain


found this quote the other day and made me smile and remember the people iv met so far on this trip. some for a good while, others for a fleeting moment, some are in the first group and a few were in the second.

On one of many trains I met a lady, lets call her Glynis. our meeting began after she thumped me on the shoulder to see if Id noticed a mans shorts that matched his bag..I hadnt...however Glynis was not finished and I found out all about her life, from her obsession with japanese pyjama's-her dads job as a civil engineer-and the fact she was chosen by a tribe to work for them before she was born, in the space of 10minutes.

Then on the gold coast I met a man, lets call him Glyn. Who stopped me to ask about my video camera. It turns out he is a pro surfer and knew all the pro's on the coast. however this was not the end to Glyns talents as he was also a pro snowboarder. dividing his time between surfing the goldie and boarding in japan. He wanted a filmer but unfortunately we never managed to catch up again.

At Dbah I met, perhaps the nicest lady ever, her name was Susy and was an illustrator by trade. Feeling pretty intimidated from being surrounded by so many faces id watched repeatedly on amazing films before I got out here, she chatted to me as if Id always been around. and for that I shall be eternally grateful.
Have a look at her website as her illustrations are incredibly beautiful
xXx
http://susyboyer.com/

adventures in wonderland

Iv got to admit it- halfway through my trip and I cant actually believe how amazing its been so far. the country is beautiful...good friends had told me stories. myths about places so breathtaking, aligning perfectly with the light at certain moments in the day that to see it with your own eyes will drive you mad with happiness.
The myths are true...oh so true....thanks coursey.
xXx



whatever next



so iv been a teenie bit of a bad blogger lately.
but there is a good reason...I finally went on an adventure. but why now? after so many years of talking about seeing the world? well it all started when I found my favourite childs book. Whatever Next. a story of a bear who goes on an adventure to the moon in a cardboard box even after mother bear says its not possible. and he gets back in time for his bath...this made him a legend in my eyes-on par with the care bears,teenage mutant hero turtles and thundercats. through my kiddie rosetinted vision this idea of adventure seemed possible to me. Swapping the cardboard box for a inflatable whale (named wally obviously) i would make some jam sandwichs, go out in the garden and wait for wally to fly me to the moon.i had the best adventures ever...but apparently mum tells me I never actually left that bit of grass.
And thats what hit me the day i found that book.
for well over 20 years iv daydreamed about jumping in a cardboard box/whale/plane and finding some new lands to explore with new people to meet...but never had the courage to take these adventures out of my mind. so in a flash of crazyness I booked a trip to the other side of the world. no plans except explore/meet some people/see some things for real.
I went to see my gran to tell her about the trip. 'the other side of the world?oh mygoodness...' she said '...whatever next.'