Start of Day 2


And then my camera died.

The White Feather...... Wolfmother...

As the sun set....

Bus crew....

oh yeah....

The Crew
before things got dirrrrty....

The Convoy!

The beginning of the best festival in Australia......
Words cannot describe how good.....

When you sum up all the things that happened in your life, and when you really strip it down, the only reason certain events shaped your personality and life is because your reality brought the meaning to it. Each of us live in our own reality, no ones reality is the same.

Life is empty and meaningless, it is only when you put meaning into language that your reality is born.

Everyone is totally capable of living a life they love, they just need to get over the barriers they put on themselves.

Don't listen to the voice in your head.

Be a person of action, not re-action.

Live powerfully.

Love Life.

Fleetwood Mac

Gypsy Dreams

On the weekend....

one day.... in Paris

Cookie. In. LA.

In another life.....

Wizard Smoke from Salazar on Vimeo.

Caught a glimps of this on my mate Jack's blog.
Mesmerising. Enough for a little creative head like me to fall in love with skating!
Awesome soundtrack too..... great 7min escape from work.....

ray.

Last night I tried to snap the pure innocence in a tiny little creature.
Aptly named River Phoenix, capturing the hearts of those who lay eyes on him, just as the late actor did in the 1980s.

Walking the streets in the PM.

I managed to stubble across the COFA third year opening night exhibition.
I realised how much I miss the smell of uni.
The sheer amount of works and number of truly original concepts, were inspiring....

Would love to walk through those doors again, in the not too distant future...
ray.

learning how to use my new toy.....