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These are some photos i took during the year, with my Pentax K1000, though out of the whole roll of film only 10 photos came out nicely. So here a few, I will post some more after I get them scanned. Also that is why there are some lines and scratches on a few of the photos, because of the scanner.

There is something lovely in the anticipation of waiting for film to be developed, it is a special occasion and sometimes you have a roll from a long time ago and you re-live or discover moments you had forgotten. That’s my favourite thing about film photography, the split second moments you capture; moments you can never get back, except in image form. The other amazing thing about film is the richness of colour and the depth in the detail. There is definitely something beautiful in the way that you can feel as if you were there again. A photograph is also an object, when it’s developed and printed, you can hold it in your hand, you own it. Whereas digital is much more elusive, though there are many conveniences and upsides of using digital of course but I suppose that now film is being subsided by digital it seems more romantic to use film.

These photos and more are on my flickr account (of which I am new to!) so if you like these you can also check that out :)



 This is in response to Hey Harriet‘s Shadow Shot Sunday. (which is soon to be changing hosts)

It is the artwork of Emma Hamilton from the 2011 Monash Grad show. The book is made from sheets of acetate.

This will be my last shadow shot post :(



This is my photo for Hey Harriet’s Shadow Shot Sunday. (there is a collage of hers with my photo in it if you care to take a peak!)



 This is my photo for Hey Harriet’s Shadow Shot Sunday.


This my photo for this weeks Shadow Shot Sunday ( It was taken at a wrecking yard a few months ago.



The artist/self timer at work. I took these funny photos of me doing my animations yesterday and today if anyone is interested! They must have had a sale on daggy knitwear or something haha. But seriously that is what I wear… In contrast to the title I look very serious, though I don’t mean to, it’s interesting how you can get so ‘in the zone’ when creating.


This weeks contribution to Hey Harriet’s Shadow Shot Sunday. I took this while attempting to study in a cafe. If you look carefully you will see a an anonymous hand holding a cigarette on the right hand side of this photo. That is mainly why I like it. :)


Just a print screen of my animation photos, I think it’s cool to see all the guts laid out like this, soon you will see them animated ;)


Here is a what I thought was a really nice photo until I saw my hand extruding it’s pinkness into the frame as some kind of sun-glare-blocking mechanism. Haha oh well. It was taken either October 2009 of February 2010, I cannot be quite sure. Part of Hey Harriet’s Shadow Shot Sunday.


My photo as part of Hey Harriet’s Shadow Shot Sunday (

I will try to participate every week but cannot guarantee success ;)


I’ve had these photos for a while but thought I’d share as I still really love Juno. And can you believe that the seven eleven near my house does not even have blue flavour! Devastating I know…

Love the late night slushie runs, or on a laid back sunday arvo.


P.S. I just realized this is my 100th post!! WOW! How unceremonial – how exciting nonetheless! Thanks for the support readers far and wide, close and distant!

Please have a look at my chalkboard stop motion animations on youtube if you’re interested.

This is all the video experiments I have been making in my Fine Arts degree. They are a mixture of whimsical vignette and investigation of unconscious visual material and intuitive process in the creation of narrative.


thank you for visiting :)


Yep you heard right, i have made a zine to accompany this blog, it will be available to buy at Sticky as of tomorrow for all of those lucky enough to be in melbourne :)

Enjoy the sneak peek!



It has been a crazy three weeks and I’m glad it’s all over. However now instead of being stressed about everything I have to do, places to go, people to look after, I’m stressed about all the things I’m not doing. I have now fallen into a lull of the hot and sweaty holiday season, sitting next to the fan on a sunday arvo thumbing through The Illustrated Old Possum’s Book of Practical Cats and looking mournfully around the room at all the mess I need to clean up but alas knowingly I probably will not any time soon… I wonder whether or not I will ever finish reading The Lord of the Rings trilogy then am reminded of the list of books I wrote down that are currently sitting on my shelf that I haven’t read, the christmas presents I haven’t bought yet and the anticipation of taking dvds back to the video store.

The grey skies have indeed cleared up I should put on a happy face. What I want most of all is to go swimming down in Brighton, immersed in freedom of flowing waves and float on top of the water imagining that I am out on a boat sailing towards discovery in the middle of the ocean, vast and desolate; live just for a moment like everything is how I want it…


. I experimented with a few ways of accentuating the nature of clothes. The approach I was most happy with was creating narratives within the photo to give individual items of clothing a life. This approach involved threading wire through garments to prop them up. I placed clothes in poses that imitated what humans do. I feel like the end product was somewhat melancholic and sad yet humourous. Humour was an element that inevitably came through in the work. I am always seeking to produce strange happenings and somewhat odd or unexpected personifications out of ordinary objects and spaces. This also ties into my major which is Painting. In which I try to submerge the viewer into a disrupted segment of a story or narrative, whether it be through drawing or film. And so in this same way these photos are taken in the middle of an event; there is no beginning and there is no end to their story. We haven’t seen them come to life off the floor exactly but these characters are in motion, going about their own lives as if they were people; yet we don’t even see them. From this perspective then the artwork is not meant to be funny if these people are appearing as lost or forgotten souls. They could even resemble ghosts floating about unnoticed which is something I had not thought of while taking the photos but has become apparent afterwards. The figures take on a creepy appearance of being transparent yet materially real at the same time. That tension and contradiction is what interests me; to be funny and creepy simultaneously. Which brings me to the explanation that these photographs could be portraits of ‘the undead’; a mythical state where the being has died but is still living. However this concept then takes on the humourous role again. So the work for me really is a paradox. In this series there is also a commentary on the nature of objects and possessions. Why we buy the things we do and how we personify these objects, for example clothing, furniture and ornaments etc. Because all of these things don’t make us who we are yet we think they do. Clothing is the best example of this where your clothes can instantly tell some one else about you, somehow. There are certain clothes that connect you to a certain group, like religious groups, social groups etc. And of course there are gender differences in clothes and this interests me because in many of my photos you can’t tell the gender (except for the dress). And I wonder if this affects the way they are viewed or if it’s something that isn’t even thought about.

Altogether this project was about exploring the nature of clothes and hidden identities with playfulness and a comical melancholy.



One thing that’s truly great about being a 20-year-old is that being stopped at train stations and shopping centres by an increasing amount of young people in red t-shirts asking me to donate blood, doesn’t bother me. Because all I have to say is I’m 20 and they leave me alone. Life is good.


change happens,

the light it lasts now,

but i cant take it,

i need jumpers and scarves,

working late,

i miss you,

i’m alone,

in these rainclouds,

i’ve developed for myself,

contradiction and hypocrisy,

i want the sun to come out,

but thats my natural way.




this was the end of the film, and i accidently took 4 exposures on top of one another… but am stoked with the result.

About nine in the morning of May 27 i met this charming and extremely fluffy kitty. she wouldn’t leave me alone until i had walked all the way down the street and she realized i wasn’t taking her home, aww

clarendon ave, among many swish homes, housing many sophisticated mothers and husbands and spoilt children, i can only imagine.

the quality of these aren’t fantastic because they are digital photos of analog prints and i’m still getting used to working the camera ;)


I absolutely love finding new stores where i can pick up great stuff for so cheap! The place i went today is off glenferrie road and it was like a cave of wonders, with all the elements that a great op shop should have, mountains of books as far as the eye can see and shoes scattered nderneath all shelves amongst flippers and  roller blades and miscellaneos kitchen tensils all 50 cents each. With plastic jewellery and porcelain ornaments cluttering the front window attracting the twinkle eyed passers by, such as myself ;) and you simply can’t forget the cheery seniours who’ll accept “whatever change you’ve got, love.”

ahhh… the best kind of good time

love katpig