2000-and-then
I’ve been watching other people’s New Year’s parties, home videos from the 60′s and 70′s. A lot of wood paneling and semi-shy teens. Some favourites: Unknown family home, ’71 NB Quiet girls on the lounge Altoona, 60′s NB Make-out king & queen Unknown location, 60′s NB Decorated pool room! East 28th St Brooklyn, ’60 NB [...]
“The Quaint Little Australian”
(L-R: Kerry Koala, Blinky Bill, Angelina Wallaby, Walter Wombat) Cute flashbacks down in the ABC foyer at the moment. Normally I’m rushing in and out of work for coffee/lunch/retrieving things I’ve left behind in cinemas/sneaking peeks at my favourite news anchor, but today my stroll out for a seaweed salad was almost leisurely and for [...]
Feliz Naviblah
My father, with cats and a humble tree, late 60s? Great shorts. I’ve a soft spot for Christmas music, an innate appreciation for bubblegum. Usually my favourites verge on novelty (I swear to you there must have been a super producer, Buddah Records style, behind the Pebbles & Bam Bam holiday record because Snowflake verges [...]
yule love it
My new year’s resolution: to set all text in Linotype’s Rad.
La Belle
“Take it easy!” said my my GP, as he examined my convalescing tonsils. OK! I said, fingers crossed behind my back, and went out immediately to buy a bicycle. About time. A shout out to my father who would never read this because he has only sent two emails in his life (both to me, [...]
Some tasty waves, a cool buzz and I’m fine
Got a headache? Me too. Just wait for the 3D lenticular printing! Sometimes it’s fun to make things you normally wouldn’t. Unintelligent clashing. Aiyaiyai.
Come down to London town
While searching for live Pentangle clips online (no, no, not procrastinating or anything of the sort), I came upon the opening theme of a BBC series from 1969 called Take Three Girls, a title recently referenced (a-ha!) for a Dolly Mixture documentary that I’m pretty desperate to see. The three: (single mum) (art student) (cellist) [...]
Postcards from the hedge
I like receiving postcards. Everybody does, no? I keep a favourite one sent by CW from Paris, tucked into the sun visor in my car to amuse myself in traffic jams. The front of it features a terrifying gargoyle, and the overleaf inscription explains that it wasn’t picked for me but he’d filled that one [...]