arh melbourne cup weekend; booked the week off from the friday prev. to the thursday following the supposed greatest race; the race that stops the nation; ended up pissed at the olive tree hotel in sunbury that friday; saturday was in the truck up to wangaratta with matina; on our way to bright to start the ride
started off meeting my mum and dad in wangaratta; they drove us, our camping gear and bikes to bright; ate lunch and loaded up the bikes; ready for a three day bike ride back to wangaratta via lake buffalo and miliwa; arh what joyeth t'was! a beautiful early spring glorious day riding along with mt buffalo just there; matina riding along the road as we searched for nug nug camping ground approx 20ish kms from myrtleford;
approx 46 kms from bright with butts burning; the fellas sore; and matinas lady feeling like she'd been...; we arrived at nug nug; pitch our tents as far away from the dudes with all the mod. cons.; i saw a microwave; gas flame torches (lights); cars backed up; tarps stretched creating undercover tv entertainment areas; here we are in our $27 tents and therma-rests; matina had a ruff first night waking at 2am freezing; her sleeping bag (her daughters slumber party sleeping bag she used to use when she was um.. 10-12 years old) wasn't cutting it;
thank god for a public bench table; beinng the only ones at the campground without a car; and tents pitched in dirt and not grass; the public table was all ours; love my little petrol cooker; brings out the firestarter in us all;
a feast of miso soup and udon noodles
peddling through undulating green pastures on our way to lake buffalo we passed over the surprisingly named buffalo creek; such cowboy land;
and there we were; stopped for a morning tea; another opportunity to crack out the petrol cooker; lake buffalo; this is now where day two really began;
me; shagged; day two; 11km's from milawa; (our second sleeping stop - we've gone all out and pre-booked non powered sites at the caravan park;) spirits we low immediatley prior to this photo being taken; after enduring: 70 odd kms of mostly up hill; sore fellas;sore arse; tired; hungry; grumpy; drunk; wishing we were already there 60kms ago
i do not know where; for i stayed where i was; with regret; mild regret; for in me there have always been two fools; among others; one asking nothing more than to stay where he is; and; the other hoping that life might be slightly less horrid a little further on. samuel beckett
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Tuesday, November 04, 2008
day seventy four
jeezarse; whoops; i fell off the face of the earth; here are some "professional" pics of some of the work in my exhibition just gone; such a long time ago! some of this work is part of a group show gardner's gallery in richmond
below; DU2; 2008; Ink on paper; &; Dr Follicle; 2008; Human hair and wood
Untitled (Slash); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 91cm
Untitled (Welts); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 91cm
Untitled (Punch); 2008; Acrylic & tissue paper on canvas; 121cm x 121cm
Untitled (Vanik); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 121cm
below; DU2; 2008; Ink on paper; &; Dr Follicle; 2008; Human hair and wood
Untitled (Slash); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 91cm
Untitled (Welts); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 91cm
Untitled (Punch); 2008; Acrylic & tissue paper on canvas; 121cm x 121cm
Untitled (Vanik); 2008; Acrylic on canvas; 121cm x 121cm
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