If you have a chance, check out this brilliant British documentary (I caught the last half of it recently and would love to see the whole thing if I can get a hold of it). Packed with iconic music, images and social and political events throughout London’s diverse and fascinating history, it looks at[read more…]
This seemingly utopian communal society I spotted via Messy Nessy Chic recently, came about from an actual hippie commune in Denmark in the early 1970s. It has quite a history and immediately brought to mind Nimbin, northern NSW, near where I grew up and it also made me think of my mum’s sister’s family and the commune they lived on in Petaluma,[read more…]
A few old photos I found recently while digging out my photo albums. Happy Friday!
I spotted this little gem the other day – a delightful short film by French new wave director Éric Rohmer, which follows a young university exchange student, Nadja Tesich, in 1960s Paris. Nadja narrates her way around her favourite haunts in Paris doing the simplest of things; running through a sunny park, people watching from a coffee shop, chatting[read more…]
One of the best things about the internet is engaging with people you wouldn’t have had the opportunity to before we all went online, which is lovely and so easy. Still, there’s nothing quite like receiving something handwritten in the mail is there? Particularly from overseas. Anyway, Jen from Grits & Moxie is offering a postcard[read more…]
I’ve been having fun with tilt shift on Photoshop recently with some old film photos of mine. They’re at their best much bigger, so if you feel inclined, head over to my Flickr and have a look.
Ant forwarded this video of the Electric Daisy Carnival to me the other day, it’s epic! Aside from how awesome it looks, the editing is incredible. Also, the fairy wings, happy faces and dance music reminds me of the 90s/early 2000s in such a fun and sparkly way. Video belongs to: Electric Daisy Carnival
Being a bit of a history buff, I’m fascinated by images of abandoned or old buildings; crumbling and broken down with their windows empty, disturbingly quiet, sometimes spooky, the previous occupants still visible somehow. I’d love to see these places in person in that way I have of watching scary movies at 11 o’clock at night, peeking out from[read more…]
