summer farewell

I haven't posted in a while, and that this is not for lack of inspiration so much as the exact opposite - too much inspiration, too much happening, argh argh argh! I don't really even have the time to craft an eloquent post today but for the sake of positing something, ANYTHING, i thought i would just upload some images (lomo, again). These were all taken agggges ago, not during the summer, but right before it, around the fringes of warmth. You can see that in the grey skies and empty beaches. It's the kinda weather that is right around the corner for us now.

As usual, I am sad to see summer go, because I love her warm embrace and her bright yellow light. But, on the other hand, I'm getting quietly excited about boots and umbrellas and gloves and scarves. And, in many ways, I farewelled summer the moment I stepped back into study. Study always feels to me like the antithesis of summer, for in my mind it is necessarily accompanied by wet-edged library books and lots and lots of tea. Besides, there is nothing sweeter than to look out of a window and see a university under rain clouds. It works, somehow.






Happy Autumn everyone!
x magda

our national day

I'm not really a fan of Invasion Day, flag capes and crowded foreshores, but I'd be lying if I said I wasn't a fan of our personal Australia Day tradition: disgusting sausages, the last 10 songs in the Hottest 100, and casual pool times feat. the occasional "inflated dolphin race." This year I decided to take polaroid snaps because a) i do not use my polaroid camera enough to warrant my possesion of it (it is pretty special) and b) it is difficult to photograph an annual tradition without inane repetition year in, year out.

As you can see above, I prob need to acquire some sort of better pen for scanning purposes (and also a better scanner, now that I mention it...).

x magda

NYE, past & present

It's been nearly a year since these photos were taken, but hey I only recently acquired a scanner, and I'm currently going hogwild with it. These ones are taken with the lovely red holga that ben purchased for me last Christmas.

I love love love the beauty of film; that you have to wait several weeks before you can see a photo, and that by then you've forgotten that you ever even took it. I also love lomography a little more with every roll I have developed. Most of the time only about half is even worth looking at (which can be pretty damn disheartening), but those photos that do work out always feel so rich in life and atmosphere. EXAMPLE: the below photos for me perfectly capture the heady spirit of last year's new year's eve. I feel drunk just looking at them, but maybe that's just me.

More on that crazy night.
More on lomography.



In other news, I'm really struggling to design a pinwheel logo for this page. Everything I make ends up looking like a swastika - please don't judge me while I experiment. Consider swastikas in hinduism?

x magda