The Raptor Pack Day
April the 22nd, just like every 22nd since 2013 was Raptor Pack Day; a day where the Toy Dino Squad invite us to share our dinosaur photographs.
I’ve played along in the past. I’m a forgetful knucklehead and the 22nd either slips past me, or it’s on 22nd that I’m reminded by seeing someone’s dino post (usually the 22nd for them on the other side of the world so it’s the 23rd for me?), but when I do remember, or I’m reminded, I join in. Continue reading A Raptor Chapter that we hope doesn’t end
May 6th, 2014. When @zenith_ardor got a LEGO Tauntaun for his birthday and I’d just ordered one online, @smokebelch2 joked that there was “gonna be a Tauntaun showdown”. His taunts morphed into a photo gathering, the #tauntaunshowdown. An impromptu get together that spawned many more photography gatherings.
Together with @east_mountain, the four us started ‘hosting’ themed photography gatherings on Instagram from time to time.
There was nothing official about these gatherings. They were just a bunch of friends inviting others to join in and post photos based around a given theme, on a particular date or weekend. The unofficial tagline for these gatherings is “No winners. No losers. Just fun.” Continue reading Gathering more than just photos
Sun, Sand and Plastic
If you’re reading this, I’m away on our annual camping trip down the coast with family and friends and Shelly has kindly hit the publish button. Thanks Shelly.
Summer’s here the rain has gone away
Summer’s here all thinking’s gone ’til May
Frenzal Rhomb – Summer’s Here
I’ve packed a container of plastic and am looking forward to our first camping trip shooting with a real camera, although, if the weather reports are true, I’ve been confined to tents playing endless games of Uno, Jenga and Guess Who. But if the weather clears, I’ll be packing plastic for every trek we take, be that beach, cliff tops or forest.
The desert sky before my eyes
Had burned into a sea
A flaming mass of oil and gas
And screams of ecstasy
Butthole Surfers – Dust Devil
Don’t forget the LEGO Batman Movie Minifigure giveaway we’re running while I’m away! I’ll be back with plenty of time to read through all the entries and work with the other Stuck In Plastic members to select a luck winner.
I can’t stand myself for just another day
I’m leaving in the morning, just to get away
Poison Idea – Just To Get Away
Happy New Year! – Brett
Out with the new, in with the old
Lacking motivation. Inspiration deficient. Stuck in a plastic rut. Brick block.
We’ve all be there.
I too was recently on the precipice of a tumble deep into the inability to initiate.
And what does someone like me do in these times? I clean. Continue reading A clean bill of wealth
New kids off the
From rant to gallivant.
From Bellbrae to Erskine Falls.
Well, from Bellbrae to Erskine Falls, via Anglesea, Aireys Inlet, Fairhaven, Moggs Creek, Big Hill and Lorne, as we snake our way along the Australian National Heritage listed ‘Great Ocean Road’ that hugs Australia’s south-eastern coastline. Continue reading Succession session
Weather or not
As my northern hemisphere friends gloat of warm weather and sunshiny days (maybe not my UK friends) I find myself bunkered down indoors with the fire lit as sheeting rain pummels the roof.
I like the rain. It’s good to us. It fills our watertanks. It feeds our veggie patches. It replenishes our lake.
Nevertheless, the rain now presents a new dilemma for me with the recent acquisition of a “real“ camera. Continue reading Rainy Day Activities
I confess, I like taking photographs of T-Rex chasing little helpless mini figures; it never gets old.
Whenever I set up one of these shots I snicker and I’m happy. If I can’t make myself laugh, then how can I make you? If I can’t please myself with my photography, why should I expect you to like them? So here we are, it’s Monday and I’ve posted yet another one of these silly photos and my day got a little better. Continue reading It Never Gets Old
You might recall an earlier post where I wrote about going on vacation and the challenges I had with that. Well, I’m happy to report I am writing this while on previously mentioned vacation. It’s been glorious! I am not trying to kick sand in the faces of my North Atlantic Seaboard brethren, but this beats the heck outta where you’re at right now. Continue reading Not a Chance!
I enjoy receiving ArtNetNews every morning in my mailbox. I enjoy the articles on the comings and goings of the fine art world. I feel like a voyeur to this rarefied world of museums, galleries and million dollar art sales. It is a world I will never be a part of and I am just fine with that. The following headline reinforced this opinion:
Okwui Enwezor’s 56th Venice Biennale Is Morose, Joyless, and Ugly
Continue reading The Joy of Art