Two for one.


       Whilst going through some old stuff at mum's place, I came across a roll of film
       with the leader hanging out perfectly like an unused roll. Judging by the graphic
       design of the cassette, I figured it'd be about fifteen years old. I decided to give it
       a go.

       When I got the film back, Joe the camera shop guy, said it had been exposed twice.
       The film had been originally shot in what I confidently assume to be 1996. Almost
       all of the photos were either of myself, my brother, my mother, all three, or a com-
       -bination of any two. You can see the images taken earlier this year melted together
       with the old ones, some of which feature gardens; a new tattoo of mine; bicycles;
       faces; traffic; and the small room one produces a semen sample in.

       The two photographs above (from 2012), taken by Sheenalee Sexton.

The two photographs above (from 2012), taken by Sheenalee Sexton.

 Cleaning stuff out at mum's.

 Sheena's folks' dogs, and Sheens.

       My old friend from high school, Bobby McKenzie, dropped into Melbourne for a
       holiday from his home in New York City.

       Dan and Saskia in their garden prior to them moving house.

       Plant-lover, Dan Price.

Jeppe with the works that comprised his show Boon At The Hand of Circumstance, which opened in Sydney on Australia Day. 

       Driving.

       A B-Triple going from the Broadmeadows Ford factory to the Geelong plant -
       the only route vehicles of this size are allowed to drive on in Victoria.

       On the road from Shepparton to Melbourne.

       A Cadillac on the streets of Caulfield North.

       Rain in South Yarra.

       I was dining solo at one of my favourite haunts when in walked these three amigos.
       It was Michael and Rohan with Yamantaka Eye who was in town for Bamboo
       Musik and Sugar Mountain.

       Sugar Mountain Festival, January 14.

       Mum's birthday the night before resulted in quite a bit of leftovers, so we had a 

       barbecue prior to going to Sugar Mountain.  

       Joe Charles was making his own fun.

       Crix.

       It really was high fives all round.

       Jules was putting on an awesome performance with the No Lights, No Lycra
       troupe.

       Everyone wanted a piece of the action to savour later.

       This was Dylan Martorell's setup for his performances.

       The lighting on the main stage was the one of the best I've seen in all my music
       watching years, though black and white film isn't the best for capturing the vibe
       I'm on about.

       Mum's 60th birthday.

       Sheens and I made a chocolate ripple cake.

       It was a great night had by all.

       Good on you mum.

       Lola was well behaved for most of the night.

Mum and Pam.