I always assumed we lived in a “nice” area. It’s quiet (if you excuse planes taking off and landing). It’s friendly – everyone knows everyone. It has a brothel so there are always people around, including security staff walking the girls to their cars. So I was very surprised to discover one morning that some bastard had tried to smash the front windscreen of our car.
It obviously take a hell of a lot to smash a windscreen these days. Whoever it was gave it a good go, whacking it hard with something presumably metal and with a fairly sharp edge. It still held its ground, but the car was in no way drivable. Luckily their target was just the windscreen. There wasn’t even a scratch on the body of the car.
It only took about 2 hours on the phone between the insurance company, the windscreen company and a tow-truck company to arrange to get the windscreen replaced. We had to engage a tow-truck because apparently the Audi S3 is one of the few cars where the job can’t be done on site.
Anyway, by the end of the day we had a nice new windscreen on the car. It certainly saved me the effort of cleaning the old one. To their credit, the insurance company paid for everything. I didn’t have to part with a cent.
I have already mentioned that I am working on some photographic projects. Now that we are moving in “Arts Circles”, hob-nobbing with people with actual talent, I get the occasional invitation to various exhibitions and launches.
Garth Knight is a photographer famous the world over for his series of images entitled “Jewelled Creatures”. I was first introduced to Garth’s work at a talk he gave at the Australian Centre for Photography. There he described how he took photographs of subjects ranging from precious jewels through to people in rope bondage, and turned them into incredibly intricate and beautiful images of things ranging from butterfly’s through to human skulls.
His latest series is called “Enchanted Forest”.
The images are all based on a “tree”, intricately woven out of dyed hemp rope. At the base of that tree are a couple of large boulders. Tied to the boulders in a variety of different ways are nude models. In fact, the model used in the promotional material on the right is actually, Bailey.
Greig and I joined some of the others from the rat-pack at the Launch of the Exhibition in Garths warehouse gallery in Waterloo. He’s done a whole series on images all based on the same idea. In fact, the tree was still there, woven tightly into a corner with boulders still attached. There was no nude model though.
We were actually a little surprised at some of the other familiar faces that turned up at the event. People who we have known for ages and only just discovered that they indeed have one of Garths pieces hanging above their mantle.
While we’re on the subject of “high arts”, this month Leon became involved in the Stonewall Hotel’s “Underwear Model” competition. Along with dozens of other strapping young men, he stripped down to his jocks live on stage in front of a crowd of drooling and squealing girls (of both genders).
The only reason I mentioned it here was so I could post a pic of some man-flesh. :-)
Sadly, Leon didn’t win however he was runner-up.
Finally, a quick mention and thankyou to Jon & Amf who invited us to a wonderful “Steamboat Dinner” at their home in Dulwich Hill. Not the “All Aboard! Stoke the fire and paddle wheels ahoy!” type steamboat. The “Asian Hotpot” type steamboat. Although the first one would have been fun too.
Finally, a pretty picture.
I’ve been playing a bit with star trails lately. You know that. A couple of weeks ago I was walking through the railway underpass near us to collect our Friday night Pizza. It was a beautifully clear night and when I looked up I saw what I thought might be an interesting shot. I came back a week later and gave it a go.
During the exposure, Rail Security turned up to see why I was loitering in the area. They turned out to be really nice. As soon as they arrived it became clear to them that I wasn’t doing anything bad. They asked a few questions about what I was creating and the process involved. All the time, they made sure they kept right out of the shot of the camera.
I was pleasantly surprised. So often these people are thugs who weren’t even smart enough to get into the Police. These ones actually showed a little bit of common sense. A small amount of my faith in the human race has been restored.