B+W

I just finished writing this whole post... and then the internet crashed and now it's all gone. WHICH IS FUNNY, because this post is for my recently developed black and white SLR film, which had followed a 5 month string of consecutive film failures, for reasons directly related to my inexperience and stupidity. Anyway, just as I was about to give up, this film worked. I re-cropped some of these. Obviously.

MORE IMAGES

Still sifting through the backlog of photos and posts I've been neglecting these past few months.
More to come.

These are from the last of my disposable cameras I got developed a little while ago.


(Esteban is in this one twice. See?)







Man we've got some photogenic dogs.

FACE PEEL

Saturday night we did a bit of a trade off. Antonia cooks us risotto. We cover her face in silicon.
Deal.

My camera was only adopted after Antonia's camera died. Consequently, I only have the back end of the process in this post.

We liked the backing track from the half way point of this instructional video so much that we played it on repeat while we followed the steps to face replication glory.

Here's one we prepared earlier:

WALKIN' ON SUNSHINE

I felt compelled to upload a few photos after reading updates on three of my friends' blogs that made reference to the pleasant change of weather in the past week or so.
A pleasant change in general, really.

Last Friday it reached 21 degrees. Walked dogs at 6:00am. Chiro at 7:45. Breakfast with Father Bear and Brother Tom in St Kilda at 8:15. Tram to uni at 9:00.



Decided it was time for a picnic. Andre came to uni for the first time since he obliterated his arm snowboarding and we hadn't had a real picnic since we hit winter.

Jarrod constructed an extendo-straw especially.









You know we're entering Summer when the photos don't require editing.
Such a nice day.

Anyway, I'll throw some more posts up on the weekend I think. I should really be working on things to show at group tute tomorrow.

Bis bald!

FEAST.

Dinner parties are severely underrated.
Especially when they include cooking adventures of epic proportions.

Last Friday was a tale of bravery, innovation, and hope against the odds. Our hero was the dashing young prince, Antonia the Great, followed closely by her trusty sidekick, Liv of the Giant Beetroots. Set in the wilderness of Mont Albert, we set out to make the greatest vegetarian lasagne known to... well... us, followed by a half decent lemon tart, with pizza and roast vegetables for starters.

After throwing a bit of cheese, basil, artichoke, beetroot, wine, cream, olive oil, spinach, salt and a shitload of garlic into the already diverse mix (in separate dishes, of course) I can safely say, we reached our destination.

We conquered that meal.
We achieved that goal.























































Thankyou to Liv who hosted and cooked for us, to Antonia for taking the role of head chef, to Jarrod for the wine and expert cutting abilities, to Chantel for the laughs and Andre for the entertainment.

This was by no means the Last Supper.

(Some photos taken by Antonia and Jarrod.)