Another weekend gone, oh how quickly you disappear from our grasp, glorious non working days. So, my weekend was spent providing my young sister with at least a year of owing Sean and me big favours. The reason she will need to be spending a year giving us whatever we want, is that at the last minute before a photo shoot (for her final Yr 12 art assessment), she needed us to step in and be models. This delighted The Canadian to the heights of pure euphoria.
It did involve a polaroid but that wasn’t enough to keep me happy. In the end, I found it all rather hilarious, but she is now indebted until we work out a suitable punishment.
Kel and I did do an afternoon photo shoot in the sun, which gave us some good shots. I got to try out the ID UV film I have had sitting in my fridge for a few weeks. I knew it was expired, but I didn’t realise it would be THAT expired. It’s kinda neat though!
Sunday was spent making use of some Ruddbucks to enable the wintery wardrobe to come out of last year’s coma.
I stimulated Myer, Country Road and my local camera store today (who are out of Polaroid 600 film and so am I!!!). These are next on my hit list. That coat is the best winter coat I have ever found. Shame you can’t see it properly in this picture.
Check out my new “What’s On Your Camera Shelf?” feature on Paper Cameras.
I hope your weekend was fabulous and sunny.
Yay! I’m so glad you’re back. I could write an essay or entire thesis on this topic of ‘stolen art’ but a few words will suffice here. Except we need a hookah or sitar around for this or something. While a majority of us ‘creatives’ create what we create as a communication derived from our souls, there can be a few different routes this can take. There’s the whole collective conscious, or unconciousness, or universal mind kinda feelin’ ’bout it all which goes along the realm of some kinda new-agey enlightment. But when someone else’s thought is swiped and taken as their own and stated ‘author (or artist) unknown’ when they are NOT, well, then the intent of communication is lost, and sadly sometimes lost on greed. You should have asked her about the image! I would have!
I would have had I not been on a bus that had already pulled away, Nikki.
I was tempted to get off at the next stop and run back lol
I think I would have gotten off the bus and ran back to ask her about her shirt. It’s one thing to have someone admire your photo enough to make an iron on transfer for a T-shirt, but if someone is making these shirts and profiting off them -then I would be pretty pissed off!
ps. Love the blog! I’ve been lurking for quite some time and am glad you are back at it :)