More Farm times, different camera.

Notice how I capitalised 'Farm' in the title of this post? Is this an accident? Or do I think The Farm is so awesome it deserves capitalisation all of the time? Only time and my ever decreasing sense of proper English grammar will tell. LOOK, A FARMHOUSE! :D

"Maybe you could play this on ur radio show!"
".... no, Dad"
"That's cool, I found some cassettes that look good though"
" :-/ "


Abandoned Christmas tinsel. Is there anything prettier/uglier than the glittery remnants of awkward family Christmases?
Yes! This handsome coat!

So this bike belonged to my crazy Great-Uncle Rupert who apparently everyone thought was a homeless old vagrant. He used to cycle kilometres every day into town, the only other vehicle he had was an enormous tractor, which he would also occasionally drive into town. He wrote poetry, criticised modern literature, fixed things, made moonshine out of pumpkins and one time he assaulted a police officer and when being tried in court for this act he was more interested in entertaining everyone in the court by accusing the police officer of having a moustache 'that looks like a bum!'. He sounds like the kind of guy who liked to lol. He's pretty much my favourite relative ever. He died under a tree, while having a sleep. What a guy. I miss u, Rupert. I think we would have been friends.


Car. There are heaps of abandoned cars in the country. There are heaps of abandoned everythings. Sometimes it's like going through the ruins of a society long past. Except that society is only from about 30 years ago. Life moves pretty fast.

Holy shit, I got the Praktica to work. (+countryside times)

I DISCOVERED HOW TO MAKE THE PRAKTICA WORK. I read the manual ! YEAH! Turns out this was a wise idea. See above photo of me finally learning how to not overexposure every shot. :D

Then I went to the country and took photos of wattle and trees and things. Woot?

This is my much younger cousin with his much better and much more expensive camera. Jerk.

Wattle! Shadows! Praktica!

Remember what I said about learning not to overexpose photos.... "It's a process" - Kanye West one time
This is my Grandma's kitchen table. It has had lollies and biscuits on it ever since they were invented. Not the same ones obvs. My Grandma takes being a Grandma v.seriously. Because she has a large amount of grandkids and she understands the value of the sugar flavoured bribe.

Grandma. Taking being a Grandma v.seriously.

She collects ceramic animals. In pairs. Like Noah. She'll build a whole new ceramic world! It will be mostly filled with cats.

Truck. Overexposed photo. Weeds that put spiky shit in your socks.

One more for luck!

Experimenting with light.

When I get a new camera sometimes (usually always) I am so overexcited by it that I just stick a roll of film in it and don't really bother to learn how to use it properly. :D This produces photos such as the above which is terribly over exposed. That said, I really like the washed out feel that these photos have. I feel like this new Nikkomat is going to be a very good camera indeed. And that I will spend this week learning how to use it properly.



Enjoy the pastels of what was actually an extremely bright and cold day in the country!


Enjoy the fuzzy background! And the faces of people with whom I am acquainted!


Enjoy this frenzied moment before this young child rips the camera from me and then takes a load of lovely blurry pictures of his parents and is dismayed when he cannot view them straight away. :/

Election times! (finding it hard not to make bad puns)

Camera times are all broken at the moment. 3 vintage cameras. 3 broken cameras. You get what you pay for. Move with the times. Get a digital. etc and so on. NO.

I got this roll of film developed that was shot with a very broken and very unreliable Pentax on the date of the Victorian State Election. I was holding the camera and the state together with pieces of electrical tape. :-D I really enjoy electrical tape, I use it to wrap my presents. It's sturdy. I may be straying from the topic. HERES A PHOTO!

We had to vote at RMIT which was SUCH BULLSHIT because we wanted to vote at the Town Hall which was closed for some play or something. You should be allowed to vote at the Town Hall for the Election. It's my right as a human. Bet it was a rubbish play anyways. BITTERNESS. Although RMIT is pretty good I guess.

This reminds me of that bit in the original Buffy movie where Buffy says to Luke Perry "Pike's not a name, it's a fish". It's a good bit.

Suspect it was either freezing or very warm that day. One of these guys has got it right.

Distressing moments at Town Hall when we realise we can't vote there. :(

Pink and Purple are the best of friends. They are going to go vote together and have a good time enjoying each others company and the wonder of democracy.

The End.