Saturday, April 30, 2011

So We Dug Ourselves A Hole And Planted All Our Skin, Like A Seed In The Ground To Grow Again

We can all agree that April has been a most beautiful month. I'm a little sad to see it go. I started taking photos again because I didn't feel like I had anything interesting to say. But at the same time, I didn't want to abandon my little space here. I love taking a few moments to document the days, I draw some odd satisfaction from looking back on my own life, whether through words or pictures.

But I've looked forward to looking for something to capture, as I trawl through the city, en route to work or just wandering, its kept my mind active and alert and made me happy.

Perhaps I'll continue in this vein for a while. But these are the end of my quiet April days; the hazy, lazy moments before the rush of summer. Now to May Madness...

Friday, April 29, 2011

What's The Chinese Word For Cheese?

It's all too tempting to me to just post a glut of photos of my boyfriend... Terrible, but true. The people who know and love me best will tell you that I love taking photos of them. Something that I acknowledge can be extremely annoying.

It's a trait that he's slowly having to adjust to. And I give him credit; occasionally he humours me.

I've posted about Bubble Tea before. I've since tried a couple more varieties (Strawberry and Chocolate) and tried to convert a few more people (Skinny, Vic and the Oxford crew) with disappointing results. I still don't like it, but I adore the idea of it. Ridiculous really.

So I wanted to use Mr. Sweet-Tooth as a guinea pig. He didn't seem overly impressed, but he did drain his glass. I conclude that he liked it, but wouldn't drink it again. If that isn't a contradiction.

I, on the other hand, got this adorable slice of cake and enjoyed every bite. You win some, you lose some.

Thursday, April 28, 2011

And What She Sees, She Sees It Like No Other

The girl behind the camera no like having her photo taken. I don't so much have any issues with what I look like, just a different image of myself in my head than what appears in the photos. I'll look at them and not recognise myself, which I suppose is true for everyone to an extent, but it disconcerts me.

So this is my attempt at a self-portrait. She kinda looks like me.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

You Were Washed Up On The Glittering Shore

I've gotta say, we were blessed with the most beautiful Easter Sunday. Nick and I went for a walk on which I got some great shots (though I say so myself), this being my absolute favourite. For such a city girl, I love living in the suburbs.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Got to try to find a way, Got to try to get away

I swear, I'm not obsessed.

Having given up savories for lent, I'm left with sweets and fruit to snack on. And it sucks. I only occasionally like sweets and, even then, they don't satisfy me like a sandwich or a big, salty bag of crisps.

That being said, Easter is a sweet holiday. And who can resist making nest cakes?

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

She Pur-Pur-Pur-purred While I Grr-Grr-Grr-Grr-Grred!

I bought an ice-cream scoop this week.

I'm quite excited about it (because I get excited by things like this). I picture myself serving ice-cream floats, cones and banana splits all summer :)

And you're all invited.

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

This Night Is Winding Down But Time Means Nothing

It's hard taking photos in somewhere so dark. Dark and seedy, tiny and charming. Somewhere like the Temple Bar in Manchester. An ongoing fascination of mine, it's basically a bar in a converted public toilet.

Weirdly enough, there's a kind of eklectic romanticism about the place. From the candles burning day and night on the tables, to the jukebox loaded with The Cure and the yellow (real) tulips in beer bottle vases.

And, as Nick likes to point out, there's no toilet! How ironic!

Monday, April 18, 2011

You Will Choke, Choke On The Air You Try To Breathe

I love Chinatown. It's magical to me. If you're gonna take a city walk at night, make sure to wander through.

Sunday, April 17, 2011

Just Breathe Slow

I really love urban trees. In the city you seem to pass them by without even noticing. Urban planners in America were big on placing parks in the middle of cities. They believed it would create a piece of tranquility in the middle of a hectic city headache.

Manchester has a couple of parks, discreetly tucked away in forgotten corners. Stepping into them is like jumping through a portal. You can still hear the traffic, smell the smog, but everything is still.

Now All Anyone's Listening For Are The Mistakes

Friday, April 15, 2011

Girls Get Like That When They Drink

Here's an old one for you. April Days of last year :) Stephen Patterson (S.Pattz) makes glasses look gooooooooood.

Thursday, April 14, 2011

C'mon Baby Lollipop

I'm only slightly obsessed with the new Sugacane thats opened in Manchester. Apparently there's one in Bolton too. Best lollipops ever!

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Everybody's Lookin' For A Blue Sky

I love photos in black and white with a bright blue sky. This seems to work especially well at train stations.

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Run Just Like A Rabbit

It is so hard to get a good picture of my bunny, Fye. And, clearly, I have not succeeded. Alas, I shall try harder.

Monday, April 11, 2011

Sunday, April 10, 2011

Summers Lasted Longer Than We Do

I sometimes think that it might be convenient, even nice, to have short hair. All the time I'd save! I wouldn't have to worry about knots and snags every time it's windy! I wouldn't go through gallons of conditioner. Maybe it'd even go into a pretty updo (it's too heavy and gravity defeats me every time I try).

Then there are days when my locks dry in the sun, shading my neck and blowing across my eyes and... I love it. My mermaid hair, as much a part of me as my eyes, my lips, my heart.