grandma's hands/bill withers

I had to take a photo of this photo of Carly and I when we were kids that Mum and Dad had on the wall in Darwin. I want to feel as happy as I look in that photo, I want to be little Erin again and not think about things too much, just enjoy things for what they are. I'm working on it.

My mum bought me the best of Bill Withers for $13 when I was in Darwin. I cannot believe this is the first time I've heard of him. He's amazing, a soothing funky soulful voice and beautiful songs. The music is amazing too, I think I might even actually go so far as to say the production is awesome even though I don't think I quite understand production... it just sounds so fantastic!

I forget to laugh sometimes. I really love comedy and seeing the funny side of things. Sometimes I can probably be inappropriately silly. Sometimes, I can be far too serious.

I found something that was part of a tape we used to have when I was growing up of 'The Best of Rowan and Martin's Laugh-In' which was a crazy 70's variety show that was silly and political and just plain funny. Goldie Hawn started out on Laugh-In, Richard Nixon was even on Laugh-In saying "Sock it to me?" I would watch that tape endlessly, guffawing at the introductions to the news, to the guest stars trying not to crack up when in a sketch with the likes of Ruth Buzzie and my all time favourite - Lily Tomlin. Here is what I found.

Look that up in your Funk and Wagnall!

poses/rufus wainwright

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"all these poses, oh, how can you blame me? life is a game and true love is a trophy, and you said 'watch my head about it'"

officially been awake for 48 hours. got a window seat on the the plane ride home only to find i was on the wrong side of the plane to witness the however many thousand feet above ground sunrise. glared, sweetly jealous, at the sleeping passengers not noticing the glorious view out of their window. 'the life aquatic with steve zissou' (with bill murray, owen wilson, cate blanchett and the gorgeous and fabulous anjelica houston) was the movie but couldn't bear watching it on the teeny tiny screen with tinny sound so rocked out to pj harvey while the guy in the seat next to me peacefully snoozed with face and body curled in rest towards me. thought about staying on the plane in the dark staring out into the black and beautifully moonlit beyond for eternity. thought of all the wonderful things that darwin gave to me that settle in my heart and my head and my soul. the wonderful old and truly loved but some lost friends that perch in my hollow heart with their wonderful smiles and hugs and laughter and voices and wondered if this whirring limbo suited my temperament best. unlocked my front door at 7am back out the door at 7.40am to work and the whirr of the stale familiarity and pushing, pulling, prodding, restless here and now.

fall, fall, fall/razorlight

Ahhh, this song. It's the crude guitar playing where the fingers are getting in the way of the notes being played and the off kilter singing that slays me with this song. The words are beautiful and bittersweet. I'm in love with this band right now.

I've been very quiet lately. In many, many ways. I'm not sure I've ever been good at communication and I do prefer to bottle rather than unload. I know it is frustrating my family. Perhaps my friends too.

The one place I haven't been quiet in is my photography. I've been screaming loud and loving it. So, if anyone ever wonders what Erin is up to, visit me at flickr. I've met some cool 'flickr friends' and I find it very interesting to learn about people from all over the world through their photography. It's a rad little community.

What might have made me write today and end my 'word hiatus' is that I got a surreal surprise tonight when I checked all my favourites on flickr.

drp has linked me from his page.

This is something he does everyday, a new link each day, and I have made some 'flickr friends' through checking out previous links he's had. So this to me is quite a compliment. He is inspiring and a real human being, honest, witty and a warts and all type guy. He permeates the endless realm of flickr leaving compliments and encouragement as he goes.

I'm really amazed that I'm getting this kind of compliment and encouragement from someone who is, what it boils down to, a total stranger. Kind of blown away really.

I'm very excited. I have received a package containing not one, not two, but three video tapes from my darling parents. What is on these video tapes? FRENCH & SAUNDERS EPISODES!

This is all very trivial information.

The photo above is messy to look at, I know.

It's why I like it.