Wednesday, May 13, 2009

My life in fragments .. most wanky

Today I saw two people standing in the middle of the footpath with a life-size statue of a dog.

Well, it was either a statue or a really creepy dog. I was in a tram at the time. But it sounds good right?

I also saw a tractor swinging from a crane.

Unplanned flights to New Zealand have been purchased.

Frantically knitting scarves, making up the pattern and the design as I go. Complex but fun.

Copious amounts of cream and butter have been consumed.

Resolutions have been made ... and swiftly broken.

I have been obsessively searching for a new rental home. A home with rooms, space for a cello and books. Maybe even space for a table and some chairs.

Life is bubbling away here. I don't feel like I am doing my life justice, but I still haven't figured out how to change this.

Two pieces that make me cry: Dvorak (I can't do fancy yet) Serenade for strings in E Major, op.22 and Grieg's Holberg Suite.

I have been rocking out to Duffy, Patti Smith and Goldfrapp. Strong, beautiful female voices.

Sunday, April 26, 2009

The things I love

Wet and windy Sunday afternoons.

French and Saunders tickets.

A snuggly new jacket that looks hot.

Stimulating the economy.

Long necklaces.


Blue ipod shuffles - the coolness of the ipod but the dagginess of the shuffle!

Earl grey tea.

Random French music with beautiful cello solos.

A boyfriend who ventures out into the rain to buy French pastries.

I fucking love my life.

Friday, March 13, 2009

This is me

I feel like I have been especially guarded in this blog so far. So I have decided to do the silly '15 things about me' list.


1. I am 23

2. I grew up in Tasmania - I am not necessarily passionate about being an Australian. I am deeply passionate about being a Tasmanian.

3. I have been living in Melbourne for a year. I have brief feelings of affection for Melbourne. But really, I am just existing here. I do like the bats though.

4. I played the recorder for about 11 years. It is much more than just a primary school play thing.

5. I studied cello for about 12 years. I haven't played the cello since I graduated from the con.

6. For 4 years I was taught by the most incredible, generous, tough and inspiring cellist. He made me a better person.

7. My life has been defined by music and I miss being a musician but I can't bring myself to pick up the cello. Though apparently I can talk about it just fine!

8.I have an arts/music degree. It was a bitch. I completed it out of pride and am very proud of that little certificate.

9. I have been in a relationship for over 4 years. I am a very lucky girl.

10. I really really like beer. Gin is a close second.

11. I feel much better in the cold. Winter makes me happy.

12. I really like trash. Trashy movies. Trashy books. Trashy t.v.

13. I have a bit of a problem with shoes. I love shoes. Expensive shoes. Especially red ones.

14. I love having short hair. And to the man who said "I think big girls shouldn't have short hair (i.e me) fuck you.

15. I love knitting. I like to knit baby clothes. Sadly I am incapable of knitting scarves. I am going to have babies dressed in lovely hand knitted clothes. And I will have a cold neck.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Excitement, ideas and delicious fantasies have burst into our little apartment.

Plans are drawn up with the aid of a nerdy computer program. Late night sketches and deep conversations about life accompany us to bed.

It is invigorating to have a plan, no matter how unattainable it may be.

This little gift makes me feel as if I have won a prize.

Sunday, March 1, 2009


I have had a good weekend. A great weekend even!

I spent time with friends. I saw some art. I watched a silly movie and laughed my arse off. I exercised. I cleaned the house and rediscovered my bedroom floor. The tiles in bathroom are white. Who knew?!

I just discovered that the fan in my bathroom blends perfectly in pitch with the Goldfrapp song Some People.

I forget how centered I feel when I achieve things. I am going to try and remember this for next weekend.

Tuesday, February 24, 2009


Yesterday I had a sudden desire to let someone stick a needle through my ear.

Six years ago I told my mum I wanted to have 'this bit' pierced. I was very chuffed with it. It made me feel a bit different. Brave. Older. But then it got a bit yuck and eventually my body rejected the ring and forced it out, leaving an odd notch.

I am hoping that this one will stay put.

Sunday, February 22, 2009

Find my other shoe

I have been in a funk all day. All year. All last year.

This blog - MY blog - is an attempt for me to have something solid to work with.

The emphasis on this being MY blog - I have been reading blogs, obsessing over blogs, for years. It is draining and time consuming. And up until now I have never committed to having my own blog.

I am not sure what I want this blog to contain. Photos? Self-conscious twitterings about my life? Attempts at 'randomness'?

I am learning already that it is very easy to begin sentences with 'I'. And that I am going to have a great deal of trouble writing something that is not self-conscious and wanky.

So. This is me trying to find my other shoe. With both shoes, perhaps I can put both feet back on the ground and get on with my life.

Sounds boring eh?