Nice curves



A photography teacher once told me that S shapes are great in pictures, usually you see them in car commercials.

Psychic octopus




During the last World Cup there was an octopus that became renowned for accurately predicting the outcome of games. The octopus pictured above is NOT that octopus.

However, I was walking across the rocks at the coast the other morning and had this weird coincidence where I remembered a story about seeing an octopus in a rock pool just seconds before I found an octopus in a rock pool.

Spooky eh?

Kentucky Fried Crab




Been thinking how great it would be if KFC stood for Kentucky Fried Crab. Imagine if their "secret herbs and spices" were applied to soft-shelled fried crab? Yum

Grave fears




My son has been thinking about the search for a missing 24-year old who was last seen being rolled in a kayak by rough surf on Sunday. The search seems to have been scaled back today.

More green light


Green light

On Tuesday 20 May, 2008 I observed this phenomena at the seaside and was moved to write a description in verse observing highku rules:

The sun penetrates
the wave as it folds over
in a flash of green

This morning I set out before dawn to capture this green light. You can see the picture below for one image I captured. I think I need to use a different lens and a different angle.



My observation of daybreak was interrupted by an octopus, which is really cool I think. I've never seen an octopus in the wild before.

Jesus saves



Jesus uses keyboard shortcuts! Happy Easter y'all

A visit to Valla Beach



Evolving landscape
of rock and sand and ocean
brings daily surprise



Stories of seaside
lines like topographic maps
sediment stanzas



Ancient medium
shown miniature to scale
my alien home

Wagga's Best Place



Dunno if it's the best place in Wagga Wagga but it's near the library and gallery.

March into the archives : cakes of distinction

March into the archives : no fat chicks


More discrimination

March into the archives : wine appreciation



Two images from Charles Sturt University's Bathurst Campus about six years ago. These days I reckon the students can afford wine in bottles.

March into the archives : DJ Archie



The following profile of Canberra DJ Archie was written for Citysearch


How do you begin to describe the style of this astounding DJ? In a word: versatile.

Anyone who's seen Archie in action knows no two set are alike when he's putting records on the turntables. Depending on the crowd, he could be funking it up with some heavy house or laying down an old school hip hop flavour. This variety was even greater when he was providing percussive scratching for the band Smeg.

"Originally the whole metal thing was like Cookie Monster music to me," says Archie. "But being in a band taught me about chord progressions and opened my ears. It gave me the chance to be creative in a different light. With DJing you keep to a formula of mixing record after record with maybe a little scratching. In the band we were using electronic gear onstage that allowed me to write drumbeats and cool 303 noises."

When Smeg recently disbanded, Archie took the lessons he'd learned and began writing tracks with various DJs, including Nash T whose Burning Hands track (co-written with Chris Fresh) made it into the AMR Dance Charts' top ten. Archie anticipates this new track will be included on a mix CD planned for release later this year. Yet the most exciting development on Archie's horizon is the work he's done with Endorphin. Aside from joining him during the recent support slot for Moby in Sydney, Archie has been recording material to appear on Endorphin's third album.

"I visited his studio for one day and worked on maybe six tracks," says Archie. "It's something that's replaced Smeg really well and in a similar vein. I want to concentrate on heaps of other stuff as well but it's a great opportunity. He's put my name in a number of places, like sampling my scratching for a remix of Sunk Loto's Make You Feel."

Archie's concentration must be superhuman because, between residencies at the monthly Twisted parties and fortnightly gigs at Heaven, he's starting to appear at Plastic, SupaFly and Icebox in Sydney. Even with this hectic schedule he still manages to pop up at ANU Bar gigs and contributes every week to the ARIA Dance Charts, which are compiled from lists provided by DJs across the country. His future plans include spending more time in Sydney, where he's beginning to cement a reputation. But if you ask Archie about the scene in the Olympic metropolis, he'll tell you with his trademark humility "I'm a little fish in a big pond."

Given the right environment he's likely to become a monster.

Goatse seen in Temora



This design feature on the Federation-style Masonic Hall in Temora always reminds me of Goatse.

March into the archives : Betty Boop



A number of Betty Boop cartoons are in the public domain and this is one I screened as part of the 2011 Leeton Art Deco Festival.

My contribution to the above production is the mastering, which involved increasing the perceived volume of the soundtrack.

March into the archives : fashion victims



This 1998 Woroni cover photo I took featured a friend who complained a little about the smell of the tomato sauce we had running out of his nose. Below is a bit of the fashion spread.

March into the archives : BMA's Loud issue



This pic taken at a Silverchair concert became my first cover photograph in 1998.

March into the archives : gay beats



These images of naughty Lego men appeared in Woroni in 1998.

This was one of my greatest moments as the Art Director of a student newspaper. I'd been asked to prepare images for an article on gay beats, the public toilets where men meet to have sexual relations.

It was a challenging assignment as none of my models would agree to pose for photographs. Then I had the realisation that I didn't need actual people to pose for these pictures.

March into the archives : me, myself and i



The following piece on myself was published in BMA Magazine, October 1997.

Thought for today: DON"T DELAY DOING YOUR LAUNDRY!

This morning I opened my underwear drawer to find that the only clean boxershorts left were my unlucky pair. I'm not superstitious but their Union Jack design encourages reflections upon life and cruelties of fate.

Late one morning like today but years ago in another bedroom, I awoke and left my room with a towel for the shower, wearing the boxershorts which I now know are unlucky. My room had a separate entrance to the rest of the house and half-asleep I locked myself out.

Being a versatile and endlessly inventive thrillseeker, the opportunity to break into a house using a towel while disguised as Tim Brooke-Taylor was a welcome challenge. After climbing onto the roof, I loosened the tiles and lifted the ceiling manhole cover with a tent peg.

Since then those boxershorts have been avoided. While slipping them on this morning I had a premonition of being knocked off my bike on the way to university and killed. I imagined that a morgue attendant, preparing my body sometime later, cut off my torn pants to reveal the Union Jack boldly covering my manhood.

And assumed I was a fucking Monarchist.