a recent image from the hubble space telescope. it's a detailed view of a stellar nursery. an area of space where stars are in their early stages formation. the universe, to me, is one of the most interesting places in the, er, omniverse.

kiki makes these fins in the java jungle using glass bottles for the template. i bought one off him back in 2007. a few days later the swell of the year hit. we were staying right down on the beach and the mega swell coupled with a full moon meant that waves were sweeping right into our pad. the sea threw a few things around and took a couple. including the fin. never got to surf it. i was back the next year and met kiki. kindly he offered me the above fin at a reduced rate and with a big grin. unfortunately i'd spent all my cash to get there. next time i'll make sure i got the spare funds. its pretty tripped out.

I have a vision of many things to come
a way to erase mistakes that previously have been done
and a time where man meets man without a glare but with a smile
stop brooding on old things, taste new ones for awhile
until we try how will we know?
how will we know until we try?
so let's say we give it a go
to find the world that we're looking for
so let the children grow, be what they wanna be
point them in the right direction to build their own reality
lies and deception, they can't tell what is real
walk with your feelings then shout how you feel
dig my utopia, flavor euphoria
all hands raised hallelujah, sing a little Gloria
because what is good? what is right? and who the fuck decides?
the places I see are through an individuals eyes

- Jim Lindberg

look's like they're making a movie about Rell Sunn. let's hope they don't over-cook it.

A short film I made for Anna at the end of summer.

funny that. what ever we do the planet will still be hanging around. dunno about you but i'm sticking to plan a.

Anthropocentricity

how do we come to understand

for what is small and what is grand

of where we fit and how we stand

we, the centre of this land

the one compare we hold to know

the measure of man as we do grow

what's big is big, what's small is so

compare to us! all things we know

it's natural for any mind

to be the pole of all we find

but underneath our soulful glance

the height of wayward arrogance

some old xp lca prints

pixies circa '88

yesterday i was given a link to this guy Justin Blythes blog Them Thangs. today it's gone, for who knows how long. i had a page still open this morning so stole a few images below. Them Thangs was/is a collage of found images, photographs etc. really engaging. it got me

island lakes.

mmm...

really diggin' this in the meantime:

the goose gets cut. circa '06

just now...

heading up and have a couple hanging on the wall...

Joanna Newsom in MGMT's video... interesting

I presume the Robin must have been in solitary confinement in the house since lunchtime yesterday until 7 am this morning when he flew into my bedroom. I let him out of the window and proceeded to work out where entered the house from. With no windows open further than around a centimeter it dawned on me that he must've had run of the house for a good 15 hours. I hope he found what he was looking for this time.

The robin was back in the house today. I was at home briefly around lunchtime and had left the door open for less than a few minutes. I'd been away for a week, perhaps he missed me.

circa '61...

and '62...

Monday morning I was woken to a Robin thrashing around in the living room. With a little encouragement it was out the door in no time. I had a look around the pad and discovered that the only window through which he could have arrived was in the bathroom at around 3 inches ajar. The same Robin woke me up on tuesday trying to fly through the glass and into my bedroom.

This morning the Robin was back in my living room having once again come in through the bathroom window. It puzzles me as to what beckons him in to my house so?

wouldn't half mind being back here...

got tuned in to this fellow's music...

love me or die... 4.54s --->

Matt's board, Lionel's artwork, Shayne's photo, my legs

some pages from one of these things i used to make... this one from a trip to france circa 2005

this is great

my personally hand shaped alaia split near enough in two yesterday, straight down the middle - the horror

pic - Lionel Dufau

I'm half way through this book and it's put me in a very pleasant state of mind. I can imagine many people would benefit from reading this... and not just us budding bohemians out there...

mad genius

july, july!