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Sitting in the queue at service sa waiting to get my number called, so I can hand over some more money to get my license disqualified. Again. The blogs been slow since its start up due to the spontaneous nature of my life. Without going into specifics, time for taking photos and writing has been sparse. Sitting in this cesspit is the first time I’ve found some time to give this blog some attention. Just a light, wordy post outlining my current intentions for this passion project. I’ve given a bit of an introduction about the early days of my time with film but I want to keep it fresh. I’ll still drop the odd throw back in here and there because there are lots of absolute classics in there.


At this point my number got called and I am continuing this dribble from my local watering hole. Which happens to be conveniently placed at the end of my street.


Pint and parmi on its way, I’m trying to take my mind off it being the first night without my driving privileges. Not that driving the piece of shit AU was much of a privilege.

Before my parmi arrives I’d like to complete this quick update and clarify that this is still at the forefront of my priorities. I’ve just been fucked from all dimensions as of late. Trust me, there’s a lot of fresh shit on the way. With the free time I’ll end up with as a result of being bent over, the opportunity to further invest in this outlet has arisen.


Anyway, grubs up! Much better stuff on its way x

The common themes of cars and the Belair Tower were implemented over the first few rolls I shot. This is a pretty average photo showing my S13 on some 13 inch A3A’s. A prime example of a photo triggering a feeling despite theoretically being a poor image.


After dessert thoughts; it sounds like I’m victimising myself a bit there but I do take full accountability. I was the one who travelled 70kmp/h in a 60kmp/h zone (pictured below). It was me who unknowingly did the 60 in a 50. I had what may, or may not have even been my phone sitting on my lap, half hanging out my jacket. captured by a ‘mobile phone’ detection camera.

Between any of these offences, or running a red light – zero point fuck all of a second too late, turning right onto Prospect road due to the geriatric operator in front of me… I can’t decided which offence I have the least remorse for.

$500 for these shitty photos.

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