anniesteph: January 2011

fifteen days into the year

- the start to some pretty epic sisterhood photoshoots

- sara

- why do gif images never work for me?

- steph

- tanya

- steph

- sonia

- tanya

- sara (left) , steph (right)

blooming youth

inspired by nirrimi's short films 'tender hearted' and 'imaginary picnic', i decided to have a go myself and filmed my little sister in random moments in our backyard. please excuse the really bad quality. it wasn't this bad on my comptuer :s i probably won't make another short film for a long while, but this experiment was fun while it lasted. below are a couple of pictures i really liked but wouldn't fit so well in the film. the music is Kelly Valleau's version of Fireflies by Owl City, found on youtube here.

nabisco world

28.125 miles to the boonies.

belated new year.

on new year's day, it seemed everyone who had a blog of some sort did a special new years tribute. i would've too, except i didnt have a special photo taken for it. on news years though, i spent the first few hours properly watching rage for the first time, and it happened to be retro month. a completely unplanned start to the new year, and it was lovely. a week later i decided to relive it, and got some pretty cool photos this time. enjoy :o)

science in artworks.

my last trip out to questacon for a long time started out almost as dramatic as an american movie where the school kid misses their bus to something spectacular. Absorbed in a book with the main character who gets lost in her own imagination, i ran late for an 11am bus. if it were just me involved in this outing i would've found another bus, but because it involved meeting other people, i couldnt wait the next hour. coming up to my stop with no sign of a bus, i sat down relieved and checked the time; 10:59am. Knowing that my bus were to pass fed square at 11:01am, and my stop was well before that, i crossed my fingers i hadn't missed it. Waiting there for at least seven minutes, i had given up hope for i have never had a bus this late before. i started walking back home, considering catching the number 52, which takes me to the same destination. Plodding along the median strip, now halfway between both of the closest bus stops, i turn around to see the originally planned bus coming my way. this is the part where i feel like i'm in a movie. running after the bus and waving my hands like a spastic. luckily i didnt have to run far, and a whole line of traffic even stopped for me to cross the road to get there. from then on, the day went as planned, and i even conquered a few soft spots in this fun building of science, like the free fall of 6.7 metres, and getting some half decent pictures from my much hated, battery exterminating, 3.2 megapixel olympus camera.