“Are you bringing your Lomo to Bangkok?”
“Ya, but the bastard is temperamental.”
I don’t know what to take with me on holidays these days, not that the options are plenty:
1 old IXUS 500
1 temperamental LOMO LCA
1 panoramic Olympus Filem camera
Back to the whole camera thing, I should just get myself a digital SLR. But the technicalities! f-stop, shutter speed, ISO, aperture priority, Jesus, can’t they just make a simple camera for lazy idiots like myself?
Instead of having to f-stop down or up, replace it with a scale from 1-10, with 10 being ‘Make hole super bigger, let many light in’, 1 being ‘Make hole very small, let little light in’.
Instead of shutter speed, have a dial allowing you to control if you want ‘Open longer!’ or ‘Open shorter!’
What’s with all these fractions and decimal points? INTEGERS people! Integers! Big and small, less and more! Simple!
Okay I know...just have to hunker down and learn it all, yet another thing to learn.
Tuesday, May 13, 2008
Sunday, May 11, 2008
Girl Things
Where can I find a bicycle like this. WHERE!
She makes (what I presume to be) Ray-Bans look like a million bucks.
Photos from The Sartorialist.
She makes (what I presume to be) Ray-Bans look like a million bucks.
Photos from The Sartorialist.
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Smile to far away land
In 4 days time we can say Hello 'City of Angels! Hello again summer of 2002! Remember to bring sunscreen and hats!
I have come to the realisation that I have become one of those umbrella toting 'Aunties' who perpetually reek of sunscreen on hot sunny days. The hamster and I used to bake ourselves silly during the height of Australian summers, but those days are long gone for me. Learning about the harmful effects of prolonged sun exposure and listening to the famous local media whore pasty lizard skin coloured plastic surgeon remind his chi chi clientle that sun ages ones skin was impetus for me to begin my sun dodging activities. I still have those awful tanlines on my shoulders from a year and a half ago when we went to Perth because I got complacent with sunscren and slapped it on lazily, covering only as far as my fingers could reach. Needless to say, I was left with a crusty tan outline of my pudgy fingers on both shoulders as the only souveniers from the trip. Nice.
Sun and Jo is not a happy Jo no more. I have become an aunty.
I have come to the realisation that I have become one of those umbrella toting 'Aunties' who perpetually reek of sunscreen on hot sunny days. The hamster and I used to bake ourselves silly during the height of Australian summers, but those days are long gone for me. Learning about the harmful effects of prolonged sun exposure and listening to the famous local media whore pasty lizard skin coloured plastic surgeon remind his chi chi clientle that sun ages ones skin was impetus for me to begin my sun dodging activities. I still have those awful tanlines on my shoulders from a year and a half ago when we went to Perth because I got complacent with sunscren and slapped it on lazily, covering only as far as my fingers could reach. Needless to say, I was left with a crusty tan outline of my pudgy fingers on both shoulders as the only souveniers from the trip. Nice.
Sun and Jo is not a happy Jo no more. I have become an aunty.
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