work in progress

fascinated with the minotaur at the moment - this is a one and a half minute time-lapse video of a painting i did last night

lounge

sitting in the lounge which looks something like this at the moment putting together pics from our walk last sunday evening and loving this artwork i found by Baruk Arikan

on the way to work

i gave myself a mission to collect enough pictures for another mosaic on the way to work. the challenge of taking pictures amongst busy commuters and colleagues was surprising. felt wierd pointing my camera at things, asked the woman with the red glasses if i could take her picture which was daunting but she was nice even though she was late for work.

mosaic

most colourful pictures I could find in thirty minutes before bed. had this idea going around in my head of putting all my pics up on the wall in order of predominant colour.

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wednesday afternoon

the day has whizzed by with some additional accomplishments:
0.1 hung out washing
1. brekky at haberdashery
2. played with reclining pic of denise to see if darkening background would make a difference
3. learned to do an animated gif in photoshop
4. had a brief rest
5. changed blog to remove old flickr feed
6. tried to put twitpic feed instead but failed
7. found the rss feed from twitpic includes thumbnails
(must be able to display them then, so far can't)
8. briefly investigate yahoo! pipes as an option
(could play with that all day)
.. later ..
9. got a yahoo pipe feed of my twitpics working

wednesday 5.5.10

Achievements this morning:
0. put washing on
0.1 did breakfast dishes
0.2 did stretches
1. took photos of two pictures i did recently of Paul (pastel, paint)
2. took a better photo of my turquoise-orange painting that shows up the colours better
3. learned how to do torn paper effect in photoshop from here
.. and it's still only 9.19

Pussycat in the dark

Trying out the "blog this" feature in Picassa to post a photo that I took of Denise before I left the flat in Kensal Rise. Cat meowled and followed us nearly a kilometre until we were just about home.

gloucestershire

 
there was mutual intrigue between myself and a field of bullocks when I visited Stroud recently

Dusk till Dawn with Gargoyles

Dodgy old seats on the Eurostar at 6.55am, lunch at Amelie's cafe on rue Lepic, a fantastic sunset and a fantastic evening with a friend from Clichy and said friend's friends were just some of the delights of my most enjoyable day in Paris ever.

Paris in the spring

A kind colleague has agreed to let Susan and I stay in his apartment near Montmatre when we visit Paris next weekend. This was a trip arranged before we decided to go our own ways - a birthday present for moi. I wasn't going to go but in the weekend we decided that it could work just fine and it seems such a pity to waste good eurostar tickets. Positively irresponsible. Some people will and do think me/us crazy.


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Losing my Identity

This is an experiment. I felt like writing something but somehow the keyboard and I don't quite get on and think it's the nasty way I have to twist my wrists and sits in a chair.. yuck I'd rather lie on my bed looking out the window so that's what I'm doing talking into my microphone and letting the computer do the hard work.

It just occurred to me with all this talk of identity theft on face book, if people know your birthdate and your name pretty soon they'll have your wife and kids as well. When I first put up my blog it didn't occur to me that I should keep those details a secret so I had my mobile number and my address on the Internet.

Then one day as I came home late to my apartment in dodgy Deptford, while fumbling in my pocket to get my keys I must have let my wallet slip out and onto the ground. But I didn't realise.

The next day I received a text message from someone who had my wallet and said he lived just downstairs so I could pop down and get it.

He had found a and looked my name up on the Internet and found out who I was where I left and gave it back to me including all the cash and we became friends.

Battersea power station

 
 
 
 

Opotiki animals

While on our mad, road-trek around the East Cape over xmas, one of the places Gianghi, Peter, Susan and I stopped was Two Fish cafe in Opotiki. Amazing. I love small town New Zealand.

Peak District

In March, Susan and I took the campervan for its first drive up to Scotland and on the way stopped to check out the Peak district and stayed for three days it was so nice. The first night we couldn't find a campsite so we just parked up on the side of the road. In the morning we went for a bike ride and found the most amazing campsite called upper booth or lower booth - I can't remember which. But anyway it was superb and we were the only people there.

Made

makezine.com: MAKE: Technology on Your Time I figured it was time I introduced the new love of my life. I can't get enough of this magazine its changed my life.

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Snowboarding in Brockwell Park

This is long overdue. It definitely definitely belongs on my blog.

One day in February it snowed so after Susan had left for work and I should have been looking for work myself I went up the road with my snow board and found a hill that is all of.. what.. 5 metres tops... (click to watch)

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Nude Juice Bar - Leeds

First post in a while. I've made a new photo gallery, I've quit my job, finish on December 1st and fly to NZ on the 4th for.. a month or so. Haven't bought my ticket back yet because I'm trying to figure out how I can pop in and see JJ in Tasmania on the way back.

Things on my mind this morning..

Why don't the 90% (wild guess) of people who don't have the time or the inclination to
acquire the knowledge they would need to make best use of the technology available to them have anyone to support them?

I would like to see technical support come out of the dark ages.

If I can write this from a cafe in Leeds, it should be possible to get in touch with the person who can analyse and provide the right answer to your question within minutes and it shouldn't cost more than the computer they're trying to fix. But then why just computer problems? Actually, come to think of it there are some freaky sounding services in the UK that promise to answer any question and text you back the answer...

Sunday

Cold, still, time-less Sunday edging by my window.

london

in my memory we drove through the dark, kobi and i in my silly little convertible with the roof down even though it was raining which is actually fine as long as you don't have to go under 40 Ks. when we got to muriwai it wasn't raining much - just spitting but it was windy as hell. it was so different to see the gannets at night in the nasty weather. i'd never thought about those guys perched like that in the rocks against all that horribleness. they all seemed to be awake making little noises at each other you could occasionally hear over the wind and i lay down on the big wide railing and closed my eyes and thought about what it would be like to go to sleep like that, i'd be afraid of the wind and the cold and the rain. then i realized, yes, but you'd just have to trust it wouldn't you and i felt myself relaxing. i think i try to carry that feeling around with me. especially at the moment. london is a scary place - but i am love, love, loving it. i don't think i've ever fallen for a city before. sure, i flirted with Wellington but never let myself be fully tempted.

quiet

very quiet weekend. friday night at home - early to bed. saturday poker night with the boys from work. lovely ride to brick lane on sunday morning for a delicious brunch at cafe 1001 and met the maker of my favourite "I'd rather be wanking" t-shirt. met up with lisa for a bite to eat at Soba in soho which was disappointing - the food, not the company.

now it's monday 8:15 and i'm off to work at 8:30 to cycle through the 2 degree morning.