Monthly Archives: January 2011

Social Etiquette: Angst of a communal path

The sandy path I run on right beside the beach in Mordialloc breeds pockets of idiotic cyclists, walkers, family congregations, teenagers with their iPods and dog walkers. It’s such a convenient path, only 50 metres from the apartment. By the time the weekend rolls around I’m on it.

Unfortunately other people are on it too.

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Social Etiquette: Neighbours – why are we afraid?

It’s the slamming of the doors and endless nattering in the hallway of the apartment block, from my neighbours,  that sends shivers down my spine. Not because of the noise but knowing they are “out there” makes me retreat and delay any plans to avoid a bumbling confrontation. It all seems a bit suspicious – my behaviour – on the surface and indeed a little green eyed.

But when one gets burned by a neighbours aloofness it’s easy to see why people retract into their shell like a Horseshoe crab.

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Technology: My new lomo

It’s raw and spontaneous.

I just developed my first roll of film using a fisheye lomography camera. As I walked into the store to pick up my batch, the photo technician said one of the three rolls did not turn out at all. It’s par for the course when dealing with film, when dealing with lomography. What you see is not necessarily what you get with it. Artificial light plays a big role in transforming mundane colours into vibrant hues. Shadows and shade also add another eerie dimension. As the technician was packing the bundle of photos up over the counter, she said “Sometimes this happens with film,” referring to the lost roll.

I quickly left the shop, stopped and  stood outside briefly to browse the results.

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