http://www.tbd.com.au/blog an endless search for nothingness in a sea of somethingness Sun, 15 Jun 2008 01:47:05 +0000 http://backend.userland.com/rss092 en Like many men of my age, generation and background I could quite easily count on my available appendages the number of times I have shared poignant or deep moments with my father. In fact even if i was to suffer some form of horrific appendage decrementing industrial accident I could ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/80 Time wont tell, time tells nothing, it locks its knowledge away in meticulously maintained, bar-coded and sequentially numbered  zip lock bags, silently awaiting the next decisive moment to materialise at which point it stretches out its hand plucks the moment from space and tosses it into its coffers with all ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/79 November days in northern Italy are normally punctuated by rain, not a dark depressing or torrential kind of rain, but a steady drizzle broken up by moments of clear skies and crisp air. As November moved into December the days grew noticeably shorter and the temperature of the night air ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/78 Leisure (1976) - Google Video There's a fine line between laziness and standing up for your rights to be inactive. Doing nothing is a peaceful and private form of anarchy, laziness is a product of your lifestyle or environment. http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/77 Very few people reading this will remember Ildiko, life has taken many turns since we were together and even the friends of friends have fallen off the radar. She's been reappearing in my thoughts a lot lately, not unusual for a retrospective kind of bloke like me. But even though it's ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/75 My difficult relationship with anything loosely resembling a career continues. Over the past few months I have been attempting to convince myself and those around me that I am capable of performing repetitive tasks for financial reward, although I had been relatively successful with this, this charade came to an end ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/74 http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/72 http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/66 Conversations at the kitchen table, mothers day 2006. I sit at the kitchen table after the mothers day lunch clutter has been cleared, mum is as per usual busying herself in the kitchen, Dad is also comfortable in his particular role of being sprawled out on the couch in some state ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/71 Many of you will be aware that I have gotten into photography over the last 12 months or so. Most of the output of my efforts can be viewed on my little part of flickr. Im rather excited to announce that I am taking part in an exhibition of photographs, there ... http://www.tbd.com.au/blog/archives/70