Bright Eyes

Even after a hard night's work of refereeing basketball grand finals on a Friday Night I still manage to have energy enough to be able to run around the house, find my camera and take some quick photographs of a possum hanging precariously on the telephone wire. The best thing about this shot is how close the little guy was and the fact that after giving it the paparazzi treatment it had no where to go to and escape. It was a case of the old batteries giving out before I was done and satisfied with all my photographs taken that night. This blog actually started with photographs I took on a Friday night after work- to say I am happy with how it has evolved is an understatement.

Skippy

I was absolutely thrilled when I went to the Melbourne Zoo with my boyfriend- it was my choice of location for the date as a way to make up for being an hour late for the last date. I don't make a very good girlfriend sometimes though; if there's a camera around my neck I'm asking him to open up sealed bags of 120mm slide film that I can't manage and I generally ignore him until a.) I run out of film using an analogue camera and b.) the batteries on my digital camera give out on me. 

He's lovely though and manages to put up with me when I'm being a pain in the butt, as a good boyfriend should be. These photographs are from our mosey around the native Australian animal exhibits so there were lots of kangaroos and emus. 

Another wonderful thing my boyfriend does when he's with my and I have the camera around my neck is that he will gently tap on my shoulder and point in front of my nose- I nearly missed a great big brown kangaroo that was right behind us and casually hopped past and under the fence. You can see the arm of my boyfriend in the photograph with no zoom, it was that close to us. He was worried that it would take an interest to our bags since we had brought food from home that we had made in the kitchen with us. The kangaroo didn't seem very interested though, he was really laid-back. There were kangaroos of all shapes and sizes there, even some little grey coloured joeys were out and about. Although there wasn't a lot of sunlight for them to enjoy and bask in.

King Kong

When going past a miniaturised set of King Kong which just had the basic landscape and the boat, I was caught off guard by some of the things that directors choose to do. I never really think about these things in too much detail; my main folly is that I over analyse things and predict what will happen in a plot and ruin in for myself since I don't stop and take time to enjoy it. Nevertheless I really enjoyed taking a great photograph of the miniature island from King Kong (the new version). We weren't going past all that fast but we didn't stop moving either and my digital camera managed to instant focus within an instant and captured it. I was very pleased; the reflection of the window of leaves makes it also look like a double exposure shot on film cameras; very cool indeed.

You're a lizard Harry

The many various and beautiful lizards of the reptile house in Melbourne Zoo. Being a lizard would be terrible because it would be like having seasonal affective disorder all the time and being weird colours and scaly. It has suddenly occurred to me that if I am to become a veterinarian and work with animals, some of those animals are going to be lizards. Oh dear, I don't mind reptiles and I can handle snakes because they're actually quite nice and interesting. Reptiles just look a bit complicated though.

Ever since seeing Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone I always wanted to see a small, fat, mean boy behind a case of glass and a Brazilian snake making a desperate break for freedom. Which leads me to the little GIF at the bottom for you all. You're a lizard Harry!

Festive Remnants

Remnants of the Christmas in July costumes include this cute pipe cleaner candy cane that I assume to have originated from a Christmas tree costume. I was really pleased to see the amount of effort people put in to make their costumes and get into the Christmas spirit. Also very happy we managed to get rid of two hundred plus cups of red and green jelly as well as two hundred and fifty lolly bags. Go team!

Wicked Witch of the West

Playing around wearing my Zara top and a party hat from a bonbon left over on the ground neatly folded up from the Year 12 costume day Christmas in July. I always seem to have a weird fascination with the party hats and their portrayal in variations. In Harry Potter the wizard bonbons provide even better hats than the paper thing crepe ones we Muggles get. I also think there was a touching scene in which The Doctor (Doctor Who Christmas Special 2010) spends the eve of Christmas with Abigail Pettigrew family and they all have their hats on and are breaking bonbons and look very merry; the perfect postcard snapshot of a family Christmas. With a dapper 900- something year old alien who wears a bow tie. Point of all this weird science fiction trivia about paper crown hats is that I really like them and pay close attention to their appearance in television specials and when they are on the ground. On day I'm just going to buy a box of fourteen bonbons all for myself and collect the hats and jokes and turn them into bunting somehow. I'm not sure how that would all work together but I can make it work.

Her Body's a Wonderland

I really shouldn't be allowed to have a camera in my room when I'm bored and getting sick of doing homework- all manner of strange photographs are produced. I fiddled with my compact digital and took close up photographs of my own eyes and mouth, paying particular attention to try and have my mouth agape and show my teeth in some sort of sexy and alluring way. I'm thankful that I didn't have some piece of broccoli or other vegetation caught between my teeth. Since I didn't bother using the DSLR I have they pictures are pretty bad quality and sort of grainy. But I really like the photograph where my mouth is open and you can see my teeth. If I think too hard about it or run my tongue across my front teeth too much they feel too sharp and wrong. You become too aware of yourself and feel self-conscious so you have to mentally shift your attention to another part of your body till that feels all wrong and you keep going till your mind moves on to something else to become preoccupied with.