SUBLIMINAL

Here's a photo that was taken by Natasha on my camera in Tasmania at the back end of last year. The image always looked remarkably familiar for some reason.
A while back I figured out why.

Now I'm just drawing parallels here, but seriously, look at the evidence.

We have been brainwashed by our education system.
TELL ME I'M WRONG.



That's just freaking creepy.

WEAPON OF CHOICE

These were taken on the last day at Tasmania, waiting around at City Park for a few hours before taking a bus to the airport.

Weapon of choice: nurf guns. A popular purchase amongst most of the boys that trip.

BULB

Almost forgot to upload the last two posts from Tasmania.

These photos were the result of the discovery of bulb exposure capabilities on my digital SLR, blinds, time to spare and couple of captive and compliant beings.

DISPOSED OF THOUGHTFULLY

Got my two second-hand-used-by-four-years-ago disposable cameras developed. EXCITEMENT! Except that the cameras weren't as shitty as I had hoped. Nothing strange happened to the colours and there were no light leaks. Disappointing. Anyway here are some of my favourites.

It would seem that dog one, dog two and brother are all key characters in the (somewhat mundane) story that is my life.

Aaaand these ones were from that day I crashed Antonia's (see post: COMPANY)

And these were from the trip to Tasmania

COOKING WITH GAS

There were a couple of interesting old buildings near where we were staying in Tasmania, so Natasha and I decided to go on a photography adventure. We're both suckers for depth of field and blurriness, but, surprisingly, our photos turned out quite different to each other (mainly because we were using completely different lenses).

In relation to the title of this post - the large derelict warehouse we photographed had "COOK WITH GAS" in huge letters across the top. So great.