Seems many smokers in the Adelaide CBD believe it is acceptable to stub out their cigarettes in the garden beds around their office. I don't believe it is acceptable at all. What makes it worse is that the canisters for their cancer-filled paper remains are stuck in the ground alongside the organic life that we... Continue Reading →
One Scene, Ninety-Six Years Different
100 Years Ago: 4 years ago
10 Ways to Lose and Find your Mojo
Losing your 'Mojo' is always a terrible thing. These two articles may make the difference. Five ways to Lose your Photo-Mojo. Five ways to Find your Photo-Mojo. Particularly when it helps you create artwork - including photography, jewellery, pottery, glass-art, writing, drawing, and photo-editing.
5 Ways to Find your Photo-Mojo
Waiting to know how you can find your Photo-Mojo? Last night I outlined how you can lose the desire, want and motivation to photograph the world around you; Now I'm giving you new ideas that will inspire you to get out off the couch and out of the house. 1. Forget the money. Forget everything... Continue Reading →
5 Ways to Lose your Photo-Mojo
It's true. Losing your 'photo-mojo' really does happen. But what is your photo-mojo? It's where you run out of steam, juice, energy, desire and ideas. When you reach that moment where you find no reason to pick up the camera, yet you really want to, but you don't know why. When your eyes say "Stop... Continue Reading →
What a real U2 Fanatic Does Online
Some will remember that I was in the AAMI grandstand in Adelaide for the 2006 U2 concert! That was a grant night with lots of interesting moments, the least of them being the car-park afterwards. In an attempt to revitalise my U2-roots, today has been spent viewing U2-documentaries on YouTube. I always find it fascinating... Continue Reading →
Less Photography means More Improvement
One of the worst things about being a photographer is always seeking the perfect shot. Particularly when you know that it doesn't work that way. Wait, yes it can. You can spend every moment of your day taking trillions of photographs in the vain hope that one of them will be perfect... But if you... Continue Reading →
Quit Today and Save a Life: Yours.
I'm always finding stupid places where cigarettes have stamped out, odd places where someone has mashed cigarette-ends to put out the flame, and drowned where they have been thrown into water-ways (road-gutters, creek-beds, etc). As an ardent anti-smoker, this gets me bloody angry that people can be so careless with what is ultimately a 'dangerous... Continue Reading →
Reading Books to Make a Difference in Your Life
I don't deny I've bought a lot of self-help books over the last twenty five years. Yet there are only a few that I regularly read, particularly pages and portions that pertain most to my want to fix my life. I'm one of those kids that walked around at high-school saying "This is a stepping... Continue Reading →
Making Changes, Slowly and Carefully
Over the last ten years things have changed immensely in my life. In the early days of my internet life I spend many days and nights hacking, stripping and rewriting code - it's how I've learnt. I no longer spend so much time writing code, though it is still a passion. I still enjoy coding... Continue Reading →
Smoking. It wouldn’t kill you to QUIT.
If it offends you to be told what and how you are killing yourself,you shouldn't read this article. My wife and I are ardent anti-smokers. Oh, we know, some of our friends choose to kill themselves slowly by this method, we understand how hard it is give up an addiction. I know because I am... Continue Reading →
City of Blinding Lights (Part 2)
To understand where this article began, please read 'City of Blinding Lights (Part 1)' Back in my mid-20's I started looking at property as a viable money maker. But I was unemployed, non financial and, most importantly, didn't have a credit rating at any bank. So it was a pipe-dream that I kept to myself,... Continue Reading →
[…] with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet I…
[…] Living with XXY, and alone now, has taught me that my brain is wired differently to most – yet…