Saturday, August 29, 2009

"Life is hard for dreamers"

Old biscuit mill is a wonderous place. I purchased my first fork today. decided i'm going to buy a piece of cutlery everytime i see it so i'll have a mix and match of silver cutlery one day. but only pieces with an insignia on it or initials, you can't see it in the photo but there is a "C" on it. it's great. After my purchase I was soon interrupted by the Amelie soundtrack that was being played somewhere in the market. unmistakable. It seems that Audrey Tautou is following me from country to country.

Friday, August 28, 2009

when love shines through

early morning conversations with my dad are my favourite

Wednesday, August 26, 2009



stayed with a guy who left his lights on 24/7. told him to switch them off because we need to do what we can to save the planet. his response: "ok i'll switch them off but its not like our generation is going to make a difference anyway." hmmm, good luck with that buddy.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

spaces between muizenberg and malmesbury

after 3 months of searching for a sunset, her search finally brought her here. home.

Monday, August 17, 2009

ah the irony!

check out the top sign

Wednesday, August 12, 2009

a cheap pina colada.

You know that pina colada song? Bet you never listened to the words. Its "2 old people holding hands" sort of sweet. Its about a guy who gets bored with his lady so he puts a wanted ad in the paper for someone who likes pina coladas and walks on the beach etc. So he gets a response back in the paper and the two of them organise to meet up and it turns out that his girlfriend was the respondee and he says "but why didn't you tell me about this other side of you and where has this girl been all this time?"

Anywhoo! The point is, I just read ads like that in the paper. These put the pina colada song to shame!

"To the gorgeous guy at Wandsworth station. You dropped your battered sausage and I trod on it. Drink? Embarrassed brunette"

"To the gorgeous, tall man I see at embankment every day. I'm the girl who smiles at you. Fancy a pancake?"

"You, check shirt, orange toe nails, dark hair, on a break at westfield. We looked while I was on the phone. Drink? Dressed in black with specs"

Tuesday, August 11, 2009


There's a mouse living in my room. His name is Melvin. My capturing contraption failed. guess he's not a fan of cereal.

Thursday, August 6, 2009

sleepin' in the park

found this guy sleeping in the park yesterday. electric hair! wild! aaaaaaaaaah!


been following the progression of their career whilst i've been here, even got to go to their photoshoot. awesome folk music. i like very much. go to the website to hear more, you definately wont regret it.

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

written without a title.

Stumbled upon 3 torn out pages of a book today.
Blowing around in the wind, stained from the rain and torn from peoples footsteps.
Here's an extract
"All is a gray shadow- a weak and irregular rememberance- an indistinct regathering of feeble pleasures and plantasmagoric pains. With me this is not so. In childhood I must have felt with the energy of a man what I now find stamped upon a memory in lines as vivid, as deep, and as durable as the exergues of the carthaginian medals."

I now have the ability to complete someones story, and they could complete mine.