Time lost in the sand

Im posting this again, simply because it is awesome. And was taken in the sands of Turkey. And yes, those are harem pants...

Egg-celent... classic.

Once I learn how to cook the perfect hard boiled egg..I will call you and let you know, then share my talent with the world. I wont be one of those selfish hard-boiled-egg-cookers who keep their heavenly talent a secret. No no, expect to become boss like at cooking eggs very soon children.

DIES. HOW....STRENUOUS...OH LORD.

Charlotte and Momo

I'll take the quiet life, a handshake of carbon monoxide."

Francesca

Lauriston Senior House Drama

This is my design for a competition for the design of the invitation for this years senior house drama, celebrating death. What with my fetish for skulls, I was more than happy to have a crack!

People who pass leave food and all sorts of things in this hutt, in case a hiker is caught in a storm or lost or desperate. Its nice to know that people you don't know are thinking of you. Its a connection, and up in the mountains, I guess, i dont know... things just seem more magical.

Howitt

Do you ever get the feeling that perhaps you should have sat in the next carriage? Or left home three minutes earlier in order to catch the tram before that one to arrive where ever it is before you missed something.... I always wonder how many opportunities I have missed, or how many people I've not met simply because I was in the wrong place at the wrong time. I wonder if you can really get it right....get on the right metro carriage of the underground railway, on a line miles away from anywhere and happen to run into someone, witness something, feel something, save someone. The butterfly's wings...

I'm going to design a pair of shoes with something written on the bottom of them.... you just wait and see

Charles Ray

mewwwww

Sand in your pockets and nothing on your mind

Series finale

Do you know what I'd like at the end of my life? One of those shows they have when they need to fill in an episode of a television program. One of those ones where they revisit things in a neat-o video montage with a recorded studio audience laughing and awwwing at various points... And the audience would be made up of devoated fans and southern hill billies that would be handed the microphone and be able to ask me a question they felt needed to be addressed because they feel positively OUTRAGED I SAY... like on the tyra banks show, or Dr Drew from 16 and pregnant, or jerry springer. I would also like a visual display with a host dressed in a tux. A display of all the things I ever used, and some random statistics about what I got up to in the 80, 90 odd years I was alive... I 'd like to see the pile of tofu I would have consumed in my life. I wonder how many bobby pins I would have used? How many litres of Orange juice I drank, or how many metres worth of highlighting I did? I'd like to see how much water I personally used... and the total distance of how many steps I ever took. I'd like to know how many coats of nail polish I ever painted, and how many days I was ever sick for. I'd like to see the pile of every single piece of clothing I had ever worn or owned. I'd like to know how many people I met or could recognise. I'd like to see how many tuna cans I consumed and how many starburst babies I ever ate. I'd like to know how many times I wrote my name out and see a pile of all the rolls of toilet paper I ever used.
I always think about that....

From where I'd rather be

For Georgia...

You disgust me a lot of the time, but I will stay true and when you die I'll give you a nice inscription..

I saw a wedding today, in a small quiet suburb. Today, I had some plans for coffee... but for that couple, they had plans to get married. That date will always be significant to them, but to me, it was just a day a walked past a little autumn wedding on my way home. How strange. Today I didn't breathe from the hours of 12-7. I wonder what it would be like to not have to worry about school or money or uni or work or anything, and what it would be like if I had the rest of life off, as in on holiday... I wonder what I'd do to fill my time in...Today I saw a woman crying in the train station. I wondered if I should have approached her and asked what was wrong? Today I saw someone walking in my direction, who I had seen on my train, and I considered crossing the road and asking them where they were from...and tell them that I liked their shoes...mmm. Today I caught the train instead of the tram so I could just sit and watch. Today I woke up at 6am. Today I made an important discovery. I wonder what it would be like to be that one in amongst the 6,940,011,474 others? I wonder how long I would have to sleep for in order to feel the most well-rested and energetic that I possibly could? I came to the conclusion that people are like Toshiba tablet laptops. You charge them all night, but they only last just enough to ge tthrough the day, the get virus' from god knows where and completely crash without warning. They are loaded with useless infomation and programs, that most people will never see or use, except for maybe that one or two special exceptions, and even though they have cases, they usually get covered and crap and scribbles. AND YOU CAN TURN THEM OFF AND ON... haha Had to include that. I imagine Mr Burns saying that sentence. Don't we all.