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I'll upload the rest of the set when its done...

thanks to 

Tarlo and Graham

for letting me invade

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And I danced so hard I thought I would spew.

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"Where do you go to my lovely?"

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Success is not money.. Or a big house.. Or an executive job...

I mean.. Maybe it is, to you. 

Success is happiness. Maybe those things make you happy...

But I mean real deep down mother fucking, free running, all singing, all dancing down and dirty happy.

The kind of happy where you just don't care. 

You don't care and you couldn't care what people are thinking as you sing out loud on the train.

The kind where you beam. I don't just mean grin, I mean BEAM, right from inside your heart.

You've gotta let yourself be happy.

Eat something fucking healthy! Eat some fruit. Drink some water.

Drink, be merry. Indulge every now and then.

Don't worry about being too fat, or too thin.. Worry about being healthy.

Wear what makes YOU comfortable. 

Wear what makes YOU feel sexy and what makes YOU feel great.

Love yourself, for fucks sake.

Sleep in. Have fun. Do what you love.

Go on adventures. Make something. DO something.

Just don't do nothing...

Just... look after yourself.

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I've had a brilliant idea.

"I like them roughed up, a little bit fucked up if it can be arranged."

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The Jeans.

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We're for dancing and scarves and bare feet and booze. We're for accordions and clarinets and velvet and smoke. Skirts and jewels and freedom and art. Making ourselves at home, writing poems and singing songs and doing it ourselves. We're for love and music and couches and treasures. kings and queens and friends and feathers. We're for magic and silver and tea and fruit. Ink and grass and gutters and roads. We're for footpaths and parks and the ocean and skies. Spices and roaming and secrets and stories. We're for losing our inhabitions and we're for life.

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My last set.

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Blackwood Park Road, 2010

35mm Black and White film


I took these early this year.

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Standing on a step ladder makes you age faster. huh?

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For the sixth day in a row I've not been able to sleep till about 3AM then I've woken up at 5AM sharp.

Whats going on?

I have no paint... and nothing to paint on.

My pens are all dead and my pencils are... where are my pencils?