1 June 2007

Through The Endless Grey

Listening to: Metallica - For Whom The Bell Tolls
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I did something for the first time in my life today. I resigned from my job!

I've already had my exit interview and set the date of my departure. Can't wait to see how green the grass is on the other side! I've been offered another job and I start in four weeks.



Don't forget the Refuge Exhibition if you're in Adelaide next week. Come along and say hi!

28 May 2007

Refuge Exhibition

Listening to: Devildriver - End of The Line
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refuge

Comprising of two 4 week long exhibitions, starting June 7th, this exhibition at the Wheatsheaf Hotel, Thebarton explores the theme of refuge as a personal escape.

The photos bring to light our sanctuaries and our connections to natural environments. Ruled by the ever ncroaching lives of mobile phones, voice mail, e-mail, we all need a place where we can retreat and reflect and truly be ourselves.


The Wheatsheaf Hotel
39 George Street, Thebarton SA
7.00pm Thursday June 7th

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Both Kel and I are participating in this exhibition. The FlickrSA group is made up of local photographers, who all met via the Flickr photography sharing website. There are twelve exhibitors whose styles vary significantly, but blend together to form an ecclectic yet exciting group.

If you're in Adelaide and would like to view the works, you'll find them on display (and for sale) from opening night (June 7th @ 7pm) until the 2nd of July, when the second round of FlickrSA photographers (including some from the first exhibition) will display their pieces.

23 May 2007

So Long, I've Been Waiting

Listening to: Cog - Naming The Elephant
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Take two a day, all again
Get out of my way, all again
You're late for work, all again
Feels like this life's
Slipping away



So David Hicks is out of Guantanamo Bay and has returned to Adelaide to finish his sentence.


Who fucking cares?


Does it really need to be the top story in all forms of media, print, radio and TV? Foes the world really have nothing else to do than to read/watch what this self-confessed terrorist ate on the plane flight (that my taxes helped to pay for) home? What movie he watched? What he wore as he walked off the plane? How big the security guards who escorted him were? Which gate of the Air Force Base he was taken out of? What roads he travelled to get to Yatala Gaol?

Honestly, is that the best the media could come up with? The man is a terrorist. Self confessed, too. Course, who really knows how truthful his confession was. After all, you'd probably say what you needed to after having been treated so poorly for so long.

But honestly, can't we focus on happier news? The dude's out of the Guantanamo Gulag, and into more virtual-solitary in Adelaide while the folks up-on-high figure out what the hell to do with him. I don't need to know what his plans are for when he gets out; what university course he wants to study.

Blah Blah Blah.

Move on, please.

17 May 2007

When Packaging Designers Go Bad



It's a looong story. :-)