Archive for the ‘dreams’ Category
Santa Monica Pier on a Cold and Lonely Night
The view from our budget hotel on Redondo Beach Drive was a bit surreal. The beach was many miles away and there was no shopping or nearby attractions, making me wonder what might have possessed anyone to build a hotel in such a place…
But having settled in, we decided to go to Santa Monica Pier for dinner in the evening. And that’s when things got really strange…
It seemed a bit ghost-y, all candy coloured, but somehow toxic… and if this was an amusement park – where are all the people???
There were a few stragglers and lost souls wandering around, including a little girl looking for some answers wherever she could find them…
But she couldn’t tell me what it was all about either since I have forgotten how to speak Threeish.
Even the beach has gone mad,
Yeah… I know… first Big and then Forrest Gump… it is LA we’re talking about here… I felt a wee bit of relief when we left… I mean, it was cool, but kinda creepy… like everyone was out of town……….
Shooting steampunks again
Well, I’ve been shooting a lot of things to be honest – film premieres, streetscapes, my super-giant baby cat and… yes, more steampunks… the love affair continues. What can I say? I think I’ve reached some new ground though – it’s not the same-old, same-old… Here are a few of my favourites. They were taken At the Auckland AetherCon – some are vendors, others are friends I dragged out to the hallway for a little different lighting and less jangly backgrounds…
Poor Garnet – Getting dumped on her coffee break…
The Inquisitor, there can be only one
Lovely and lost
Tinkerbelle and Digitalis Ellulose travelled from the Other Side via a Coromandel Gold Mine – steam-powered, illuminated by Firefly light!
Desperate street urchins, hawking their wares…
Truly the most fabulous of all!
The lazy day adventure of Little Bo Peep
Had another steampunk adventure this past weekend with north island steampunks, having a picnic at beautiful Shakespear Regional Park on the Whangaparoa Peninsula. It was a perfect day in a perfect location. Perfect for all sorts of mischief, and more than a wee bit of mayhem…
Little Bo Peep seems a bit under the weather, but the doc seems to have the cure for what ails her in his bag of tricks. 
Our Miss Peep is feeling so much better and enjoying herself as she takes in the invigorating sea air.
I wonder what will happen next?
The Rakowskis’ House
Before love showed up and ruined everything, the Rakowskis had nineteen dogs and an eight-foot high chain link fence to hold those mutts back. Anyone walked by and they were all jumping up against it, barking and snarling, those steel links threatening to burst, so you feared one day they were going to give and the pack was going to light on whatever soul happened to be standing there, thinking were brave instead of ass backwards brain dead.
I include myself in that number, having lost the tippy end of my little finger when I was nine. Lilly Dollinger dared me to touch one of their noses. He promised me five whole dollars. Dog gulped it down before I knew what happened. He just laughed and never paid me a cent. Said it didn’t count as touching if the touching part got bit off.
Let’s go!
Not sure which part of my imagination this one came from – but I was out for dinner with my daughters and on the ride home it came to me – pretty much just like this, although I thought of a night sky, but once I started working on it, this was obviously the right thing…
