Sunshine, Scents & Polka Dots

Bonjour Lads and Lassies, I do hope you have had a spectacular weekend!

This morning when I finally pulled myself out of bed, I could see from my sixth floor bedroom window that there was a creative group of folks doing a photo-shoot on the ground level, which brought to my attention the dire need to do something like this myself soon. I have been daydreaming up ideas for fun photography projects for the last few months and have decided it is definitely time to soon bring one of these ideas to light.

But enough about that for now, lets take a look at how my Saturday looked when Emmily and myself headed to the Victoria Markets for a stroll around the various stalls in search of something lovely...

I decided this house on the way looked like something from a time long ago.

Then we arrived at the markets...

...which was full of a mixture of the kind of mostly unnecessary trinkets that markets are usually full of.

Pop rocks, chocolate and fizz galore. 

Emmily picked up a new scent- Yellow Diamonds by Versace.

And I brought this shirt, which makes me feel like I could be the fifth member of The Monkee's. 

Lovely Saturday.

A Small Introduction to Melbourne

I should mention that since we last spoke back in November, I am now living in Melbourne and so far things are going swimmingly! It's so nice to live in a city where there's always something to do and the sound of the city traffic is like a night time lullaby to my ears.

So let us take a look now at how Saturday night looked for me this long Easter weekend, when I headed to Luwow Bar and Bar Open in Fitzroy with Emmily and our new friend Jadrian.

A Search for Lost Inspiration

Whilst sitting up in my bed tonight in the wee hours of morning, listening to the outside passing traffic and waiting for sleep to come, I was struck with a sudden pang of longing.

After much consideration of where this feeling was coming from, I realized that it was the spark of inspiration that has been all but gone from my life these last few months. You see for a while now, longer then I care to admit, I have felt no creativity in my bones. I have wanted to write, to take photographs, to make videos, to decorate my apartment, to meet interesting people, to dance- I have wanted to create things like I use to, but I have lost the feeling of how to, the internal pleasure I once got from it.

I have spent months trying to get the feeling back, I have tried to force myself to write and to take photographs, but there has been no lusture behind them, no excitement- souless tripe! I have watched films, listened to songs, looked through countless art work of all varieties and read books, all in an attempt to find that lost inspiration- to no avail.

So how peculiar it should be that tonight, a night with no special meaning, I find myself feeling the spark of desire to do something creative for the first time in a long time. A spark that might just become a flame. I have missed you.