Day 6 - Cold Tap

Thursday 24th June, 2010

I have always liked taking photos of ordinary things.

It's good to be able to find the sublime in the mundane.

Those who spend their time ignoring the beauty in the absolutely ordinary things - instead focusing solely on the big bang! peaks -live a life of mediocrity and apathy.

Of course an obsession with taking photos of ordinary things means you also risk getting busted in public toilets, snapping images of taps.

Makes you look a bit strange...

Day 5 - Court

I work at the courts.

I'm a journalist, but don't hold that against me - I actually strive for accuracy and balance in my stories.

It's very easy to hate the media - I totally understand, as there are days when I hate the media too - but we're not all pieces of shit.

I've been covering the trial of Jayant Patel. For 14 weeks. The jury will go out today to deliberate. I cannot express my relief.

Because of this trial I now know more about oesophagectomies, colectomies and other medical procedures to do with the bum and chest than anyone other than surgeons should know.

Day 4 - Winter solstice

Tuesday 22nd June, 2010

I spent most of the winter solstice in bed.

I popped a couple of codeine-based pain pills in the morning (Aunt Flo she was a-visiting) and promptly had an anaphylactic reaction to them.

My throat swelled up, as did my lips, cheeks and face. I was covered in hives. I was so swollen I looked like Jocelyn Wildenstein.

I took to bed with an old-school Stephen King novel and a cup of chamomile tea, and waited for the swelling to subside.

Day 3 - Milo Biscuits

Monday, 21st June, 2010


225g butter 4 tablespoons of Milo
350g SR flour
225g sugar
1 egg


* Cream butter, sugar and milo
* Add egg and flour and mix well
* Divide mixture into balls and flatten with fork
* Bake 180C for around 15 minutes
* Allow biscuits to cool on tray while you lick the wooden spoon

Day 2 - Brisbane CBD

Friday 18th June 2010
I've got a thing for photos of reflections.
I like how mirrors or windows warp the subject matter, throwing them down an Alice in Wonderland rabbit hole and spitting them out the other side in skewed forms.

I quite like the clock tower that perches above the old town hall. It now overlooks the newly refurbished King George Square.
Gone are the fountains, the pigeon poo-covered statues, and grassy knolls. In their place are vast expanses of concrete and caged trees.

Thank God the council has started holding events there, which bring it to life and inject a happy buzz into the atmosphere.
If you're in Brisbane on July 30 be sure to check out the BrisStyle Indie Twilight Market. It's strung lanterns, handmade goodies, and gorgeously lovely people ... all under the velvet dusky winter's sky.

Day 1 - The Bedroom

Thursday 17th June 2010
Welcome to my world.
This is me. And my guy. He's a good guy.
This is our bedroom.
It has horrid carpet, but a comfy bed, a floaty paper mobile, handmade felt wall-hangings, two naughty kitties that are always underfoot, and a pile of dog-eared books on the floor.

It's not the Ritz, but we like it. It's home.