Hello from Paris!

It's taking me a little while to get into a photo groove here. The things I liked to shoot in New York aren't exciting me... how odd is that? Guess I've moved on.

Found a great darkroom to rent and have been printing some Coney Island shots, specifically some messed up, scratched up, blobbed up dual and triple exposure Holga shots. God they're hot. Not Paris Hilton hot. More like a nuclear explosion hot.

Went fabric shopping today and found, completely by accident, an exhibit of Nek Chand sculptures. Funny ducks. Funny, funny ducks.

Got up at 5:30 AM and caught the train out to Versailles so I could be there at 7AM when the gardens opened. I had the place to myself. Four hours later when I popped out by the palace there were several thousand people milling around. Yikes. I went against the traffic and escaped back to Paris.

My best picture there was a lovely marble bum. I'll post once I scan, I promise! One more photo and I will complete my rear end trilogy. My other great bum picture is an elephant bum. All I got from the circus entering Manhattan was one elephant's bum. I tried to refocus but zzzzzzzooooomm they galloped past so fast. I tried to run alongside but an animal rights protestor bashed me in the knees with his placard, and well, that was it for another year.

Rock On!

Ugh. Bit of a wash-out on the photo front this weekend, literally. On Saturday went up to the Rock of Cashel with the apug gang, but it rained, then got all drizzly, and then rained again. I tried some slow exposures (ghostly tourists wandering through was what i was going for) but even with 50 ASA I couldn't get a long enough exposure. I think I'll need some filters to slow 'em down even further.

Sunday was the steam rally - which was a blast. Took the lomo and haven't processed yet, so we'll see how those come out. Fingers crossed!

Yesterday was the reenactors event, supposedly the biggest annual event in Ireland. But as it rained hard on Sunday, the reenactors got wet, and most of them went home on Sunday night. Probably only about 30 reenactors stayed for Monday. Add to that, when I switched film (opened the camera to unload Saturday's film) I discovered I'd loaded it backwards! Good grief! Final insult, I saw the perfect guy to model for the red shoes project and I didn't work up the nerve to talk to him. If I'd been alone I probably would have, 'cos in those situations I usually have a little internal chat with myself and then just go for it. But I was with family, so I never really had to get out of my comfort zone.

Here's how I'm feeling today: all talk and no action.

Meow

You Would Be a Pet Cat

Independent and aloof, you don't like to be dependent on anyone. And as for other people, you can take them or leave them. You often don't care. You live your life by your own rules. And you have deep motivations that no one truly understands. Why you would make a great pet: You're not needy or greedy... unlike other four legged friends. Why you would make a bad pet: You're not exactly running down to greet people at the door What you would love about being a cat: Agility and freedom What you would hate about being a cat: Being treated like a dog by clueless humans

What Kind of Pet Would You Be?