16 posts from 2007

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here spider spider

Jun 7, 2007
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Superhero Team Meme

Mar 24, 2007
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From a LiveJournal meme (+ apologies to those who will see this posted twice):

Heroes

Left to right: Comic relief: Beetlejuice (T. Burton); Smartypants: Lovejoy (J. Gash); Leader: Reginald Jeeves (PG Wodehouse); Warrior: Yanez de Gomera (E. Salgari); Hottie: Simon Templar (L. Charteris)

Invisible jumping in the streets of LA

Mar 23, 2007
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Ruined photos rock

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Love, people! Love!

Mar 17, 2007
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Love

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PS. Oooh, extralarge! About time Vox introduced it - cheers!

Yay!

Mar 5, 2007
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streetboat

Thank you, Vox, for fixing the Adblock blockage!

Here are some more photos of my lovely hometown.

Ta!

Cannot sleep.

Feb 27, 2007
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girls

I cannot begin to tell you just how not in the mood for anything I am right now.

Yes, another one.

Feb 24, 2007
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Quarner XXIV

Quarner XXV

Ahahahaaa! Enjoy. Oh, and, in re QotD, I love eating cheese with cheese with cheese. For instance Emmentaler topped with Mozzarella sprinkled with grated Parmigiano-Reggiano. YUM!

Collages.

Feb 19, 2007
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1. Print out photo on adhesives, not knowing how the pic will split when you unpeel each sticker.
2. Stick stickers (heh) in your sketchbook.
3. Draw around & over them.
4. Watercolour the thing. (not there yet, as you can see)
5. Feel good about yourself.

More London!

Feb 11, 2007
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st pauls facade - light & dark II

Loads of loveliness in Flickr! Clicky clicky.

QotD: It's Like Riding A Bike

Feb 1, 2007
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Who taught you how to ride a bike?

When I was ten or eleven, I tried to learn how to ride a bike. I didn't like it and thought it terrifying. Turning was out of the question; I'd get off the bike, make it point the other way, and get on again.

Then came the fateful moment when I found myself - riding gently down my street, mindind my own business - faced with three obstacles: to the left, a tiny grandmother; in the middle, a group of cyclists slightly older than myself; to the right, a streetlight. Panic took me, and I had to choose very quickly which I wanted to crash into.

So I mowed down the grandmother.

And that, my friends, even though she wasn't seriously hurt, put me off bikes forever.