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harvest festival

Confetti!
Riverstage, Watching The National
Disco heart Clap Your Hands Say Yeah 
I finally got my Harvest Festival film developed this weekend. I’ve been really slack on the film photography front lately. I still have two rolls of unfinished film to get through, one of which dates back to the beginning of the year and the other which I had with me in Europe. I’m kind of afraid the latter might have been affected by too many airport x-rays. Anyway, I posted earlier about the Flaming Lips’ set at Harvest but these will hopefully give you a more rounded view of the festival. You can see a few more photos from the day over on my Flickr.
From top:
1. Confetti and balloons during The Flaming Lips
2. Sitting on the hill at the Riverstage, watching The National
3. Disco heart!
4. Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, with the Botanic Gardens as a backdrop
Also, congratulations to Eliza, who was the winner of my Status Anxiety giveaway. Thanks again to all who entered. Here’s to hopefully more giveaways in 2012!

new/old cosina camera


I don’t think I’ve shared the latest addition to my analogue camera family on the blog yet. It was actually a little something from my dad. While I was in Prague, he sent me a text (which I received at 5am, no less) saying he’d found and bought me an SLR camera and lens. Totally unexpected but greatly appreciated. While I was initially excited, I then realised I had to wait over two weeks before it was in my hands. Patience is not my strong point. I haven’t had a chance to test it out yet as I’ve still got to get through unfinished films on my Holga and Diana Mini. I’m unfamiliar with this make of camera, so if anyone has had experience with one I’d love to hear your reviews.
Also, I’ve drawn the winner of my Viparo Clothing giveaway (with the help of good old random.org). Congratulations to Helena of fourzerofive. Thanks again to everyone who entered. I just wish you all could have gotten a prize!

travel photos: glastonbury 2011

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The main reason I went overseas in the first place was to attend the Glastonbury Festival. By that, I mean that I purchased my festival ticket first and then thought ‘well, it looks like I’m heading overseas, I guess I better book some flights’. There are really no words to effectively describe this event. It is just massive. For those who have experienced Splendour in the Grass at home, Glastonbury is Splendour on steroids. Lots of steroids. We camped from the Wednesday and had two days to just take in the enormity of the festival, before the music had even started. There is so much to see and do, you could easily spend five days just exploring the grounds and not seeing any music at all. We were still discovering new parts of the festival on the last day!
One of the most eventful things that happened to me was on the first night when I lost my bag – or it got stolen, we still haven’t figured that one out – with my money, camera, and phone in it. It’s possibly the worst thing that could have happened. And we had no idea how it happened either. My bag was definitely in my tent as I went to sleep that night (there were eye witnesses). After turning the tent inside out on Thursday morning, we asked the campsite marshals for assistance and they informed us that there had been a thief in our area that night. The thought that it had been stolen was sickening, especially if the theft occurred while I was sleeping in my own tent. I spent the morning filing police reports (if only for insurance purposes), cancelling my cards, and visiting lost property. And the most amazing thing happened when I visited lost property – I got my bag back. My money wasn’t in there – and I wasn’t expecting it to be – but I was glad to have the rest back at least. As we were leaving, however, the dude at lost property came running after us and said that they did in fact have my money. It had just been removed and stored in a safe. Cue jaws dropping. I had over £100 in there. So it wasn’t technically a theft as nothing was stolen, but somehow my bag had been removed from my tent and ended up on the other side of the festival. And then handed into lost property. A Glastonbury miracle? I think so.
Anyway, now that I have that crazy anecdote out of the way, I’ll get back to the actual festival. Highlights from the festival included Beyonce’s headlining performance, Radiohead and Pulp as surprise guests, finally getting to meet Jaharn in person (blogger meet at Glasto – doing it in style!), and exploring the Green Fields. I’m sure there are plenty more memorable moments but the whole event was one giant blur of good times. And mud. Don’t even get me started on the mud. By the end of the festival I was wrecked, but I wouldn’t have had it any other way. It’s definitely something that I’m glad to have experienced. These are only a few snapshots from the festival, but you can see more photos on my Flickr page.

wearing: anoraks in art galleries

So the lighting isn’t the best, and you can’t really see the details of my outfit, but who cares because there is a GIANT MULTICOLOURED HANGING SCULPTURE behind me. This is just a snippet from my day at the ‘21st Century: Art in the First Decade‘ exhibition at the Queensland Gallery of Modern Art. It was a fun way to spend a rainy Saturday afternoon. Although I might make a note of coming back during school hours so I don’t have to fight with kids to do cool stuff like play in the room full of balloons (!!!) and ride down giant slides. Yes, a slippery slide in the middle of an art gallery. Who would’ve thought eh? More photos to come!