Sexy Saturday!

Speaks for itself, really.



Have a restful weekend, people!

Scifi Sunday!

A retro-futuristic wig and a silver pvc catsuit just sums it up!



I do wish Hollywood would go a bit more retro. It worked for the spy genre (Austin Powers) so why not science fiction?

Scifi Friday!

Linda's take on one of my favourite DC villainesses.



Poison Ivy!

Have a great weekend, I know I will :)

Dream Saturday.

Now, to spend my afternoon in Central Park.



My idea of a great Saturday afternoon.

Have a great weekend folks!

Geography of dreams

Of late I have been thinking a lot about dreams and their significance to the point where I've come to see them as something more than a by product of sleep.

My thoughts of late have turned to a set of "recurring locations" or themes that I seem to process on a regular basis. I know, there is nothing more boring than listening to other people's dreams but recently I have to believe and understand the significance of these thoughts.

I think Alan Moore and various Chaos Magicians have summed this up more eloquently than me but I have arrived at the conclusion that if you can "think" or "visualise" a scenario, it could potentially come to pass. Having consumed a great deal of Eastern philosophy that places a focus on the subject, I can appreciate the importance of the imagery and how my mind works.

Essentially, we live in two worlds. The material (every day "reality") and our dream states where we truly cast off our physical form to explore, create and make sense of what has happened during our "daylight hours". For many years believed that our "dreamscapes" were a way of filtering or making sense of our "reality" (or the material world) but I now believe that this is a misnomer on a number of levels. Now, I'm still a novice when it comes to exploring my own dreamscape but as I progress and open my mind more, I have discovered that the humble dream is no longer metaphor. It is another existence. I won't use the term "alternate reality" as dreamscapes are not reality, they represent an alternate consciousness and in turn this offers a different glimpse into myself. One which I would not experience during my waking hours or the "timeline" in which I would interact with my peers or the people who happen to be around me.

Now, if these alternate periods of consciousness are as "important" as the waking times, should I not learn from them? It is arguable if they are as "rigid" as the time lines set by our waking or "material hours". Each time I sleep the "playing field" is reset, I do not know what I will experience during my sleeping hours. My personality and moral values expand and contract with each experience I have. Sometimes I will be moral, other times less so but does this mean that I am morally questionable? I think the answer is no because given that I am creating a different timeline that is constantly rewritten, erased and reformed it is acceptable to state that time, intellect and personality take on different meanings in the dreamscape where as in the material world, actions have consequences and we are judged by behaviour, not by intention.


Now, applying the rules of the above, the dreamscapes I experience have no boundaries and I have applied "lucid" dreaming techniques to guide my actions to explore said experiences, to take my thoughts and intentions to the edges or outskirts of what I believe I would not commit to in the material world.

In order to fully explain this, I appear to return to several "places" that are familiar to me. These are not geographical or "material" as such and appear to be made up of an amalgam of cities I have been to.

The first and most familiar of these is a location possibly in Arizona. The tarmac on the road is cracked through years of being subjected to intense heat, as if god took a hammer to a tray of peanut brittle and scattered across the parched soil. It glistened like black glass in the late evening sun. As it stretched to the horizon a small gas station was located east of a power station. For some reason I work in the gas station, there are never any customers, only the white noise of a fluorescent light and strains of country music coming from a radio that is slightly out of tune. It's always an hour before dusk when my shift ends. I look out at the road and see that no tyres have marked the cracked road. There's no one announcing the next record; one track segues into another as I can hear the pop of vinyl and the slight jarring cadence of a needle being placed on a record. I walk past the refrigerators, always thirsty but never taking a drink. I look at the condensation dripping down the glass, kill the lights and sit on a bench over looking the power station.

Every night (or what feels like it) I watch as the sun descends behind the towers. The power is still on for some reason, the plant is automated and unmanned. I wonder if there are any people left.

From the above dreamscape, I feel safe. The warmth of the sun and the familiarity of the radio lends me comfort. It's a place where I feel like I belong. I try to return there as often as I can (an escape from the material world to somewhere more sedate). The lack of people present could be construed as my "detached" self wanting some space and would possibly disturb or bore some people but it is a place where I can seek solace.

Other dreamscapes are less familiar and are often disjointed, unlike the example above. I often dream of locations where I used to work but I always wake up feeling drained or anxious. For example, I used to work in a record store that was located in a mall. I could recall circa 1995-2001 I would have dreams that would involve "faceless masses" or groups of people with no discerning features or faces. Or often they would be either "zombified" or devoid of social skills, meaning that they were often chasing me, besieging the location within my dream or displaying symptoms of a disease or sickness. I rarely dream about this place or the people nowadays.

I gather that the locations above were form of a long term anxiety that bled into my subconscious mind. I'd often dream of failure or trying to get to work and forgetting where I was meant to be. Missing exams (I was studying for a degree as a mature student at the time) or not turning up to job interviews.

At present, if I had experienced this type of dream I would be able to counter it through reminding myself I am in a better place. The antidepressants I take give me a sense of calm that does pervade my dreamscapes and the counselling has paid off. Demons are no longer demons, per se. I treat them more like an obstacle or a minor irritation and is a constant surprise to see how mechanisms that I employ in the material world are utilised to counter or defuse potentially traumatic situations (quarrels with Linda, the death of loved ones or the lingering reminder that people I once knew are either long gone or have passed away). The sense of loss is still there, I am able to recognise that I am dreaming but once in every while I have found myself so immersed that the people who are no longer here appear to be once again part of the material world and I have to tell them (again) that they have passed on. I have found this to be both empowering (a way of saying goodbye, a passage to closure) or emotionally traumatic (I still miss them and part of my life hasn't reconciled it, the dreamscape is so realistic that I forget they have died). I do not enjoy these but they are a vital part of my dreamscape, it is a sign that my mind can let go and move on and my material self can adjust and survive.

This utilisation of dreams and casting off of the material world is fascinating but I am beginning to understand that I have more control over my thoughts but I do apply Plato's theory that "there is an old quarrel between philosophy and poetry". Are dreams a form of narrative that we have limited control over? They transcend time in a linear form, we learn quite little from them but they are a form of "catharsis" that we have limited access to in the material world. I am unsure at this point but it holds a valid set of arguments that I think merit further investigation.

Sci-fi Cyber Friday!

Looks like the new year will be silver ;)



Kidding aside, why can't the beeb do the Cybermen (and cyberwomen!) justice?

C'mon Moff, get it sorted, mate!

Welcome to 2012!

May it bring you everything you wish for and more besides!



(For the record, 2011 wasn't that bad all in all).

Happy Holidays!!

Have a safe and fun one



From Chris, Linda, Buffy and Ro :)

xxx

As I missed Sci-Fi Friday....

...I present dystopian bio-hazard Saturday!



Off out to buy tinned food and vodka. See you on the flipside ;)

Scifi Friday!

Le Weekend has landed!



Linda was trying out her Alt-Catwoman.

I think this look really works :)

Winter has landed!

December the 1st means that we're on Xmas countdown and Winter is finally here.




Here's to cosy evenings at home, mulled wine and seasonal cheer.

Random Linda portrait.

Good times. My favourite person to photograph :)



I styled this on the 70's publicity shots for Debbie Harry.

Xmas thoughts!

So, just completed the majority of my xmas shop, thank the Lord Harry! (Thank you Amazon and Play.com!)

Have had today as annual leave and have been chilling with Linda and two very content looking cats. The weekend beckons and have had a fun week with work. No, seriously. Fun. And challenging.

So, here's to the countdown to xmas and to relaxing weekends!

Still breathing!

I keep saying that I am busy and sound like a stuck record but it's true. All in all, I must not complain because it is a good busy. A healthy, frenetic, stimulating, exciting and rewarding period of my life.


But yeah.


Busy.


On the other hand, all the activity has made me appreciate my spare time a little more. My evenings being as full as the days.


Anyhoo, it's scifi Friday!


Inspired by various comics/movies including Gwendoline and Barbarella comics, Linda kindly posed for this set a couple of weeks ago.





A fun shoot it was too :)

Sundays....

...can be great!



Today's photoshoot.


Enjoy.

Too little time, too many things!

The last week has been (predictably) busy with a friend's wedding, an ear infection and lots of stuff in my in-tray at work.

So, this weekend I am planning on relaxing and maybe even getting to shoot some photos.



If the weather lasts it might be a trip to the park late Sunday afternoon or some such.


I am hoping this sunny weather lasts as today is glorious.


In other news, I bought Linda this and this and we need to take photos at some point. Life is fun, but oh so bloody time restricted!

Hoping, praying.

This is my kind of religion.



Moody, mysterious but quite alluring.

Quite the opposite of the organised stuff. Maybe I should run sermons from my kitchen.

;)

Have a good weekend folks.

It's Friday!

But more importantly, SciFi Friday



And yes, this week was busier than last week. (Thanks for asking, haha!).

Joking aside, I need hugs, massages, kittens and maybe a single malt to ease me into the weekend.

Form a line to the right ;)

A quiet end to a busy week.

Since I returned to work on Tuesday I had to hit the ground running as things have been rather busy. In fact, that's an understatement!



So, something calm and tranquil to start a very chilled out and hopefully relaxed weekend.

Spooky!

I no longer post a photo-a-day but I do like this one :)



It just seemed to come together really nicely with the colours and comp.

You look like an Edna!

Well, as promised we spent the day in the Peak District for my birthday! The weather was splendid and flawless, as was the company.

Linda promised me that we'd check out some locations for the movie, The Living Dead at the Manchester Morgue which is one of my all time faves.



The weather was splendid but we shall return in early spring next year as flawless sunshine does not a spooky photo make. It was very quiet there though. The cemetery where they shot some of the external scenes was peaceful but I was sure I could hear the heavy breaths of Guthrie the Loony at one point ;)

More can be found here.

The weekend has landed!

And it is delicious! After rather a busy week with work and what not, I'm winding down for a short next week as it's a few days of leave and a birthday on the way for me.

As my depression over the last few years has gotten in the way of many an xmas (and birthday), I am determined to enjoy this one come what may.

Linda has booked the time off and I'm on a promise in regards to a photoshoot (weather permitting, of course) and lots of other fun stuff that may involve a trip to London or The Peak District to get some R&R time.

An outdoor photoshoot may be on the cards with either this:



Or this theme:



Or it could be even more different?



Still, a day away from Birmingham is always a bonus. Even if photos aren't involved :)

Scifi Friday!

Catwoman, how I love thee!



It's tradition that when we hit NYC, Linda dresses as a certain Ms Kyle. One year she did state that she would do this in Grand Central Station or Times Square....albeit travelling there under a long coat and it would be a winter trip but it still sounds cool all the same.

Still, a nice thought for a rather uninspiring Friday morning :)

Xmas is approaching!

Linda wants this for Xmas

If you want to contribute to the latex catsuit fund, drop me a msg for my paypal addie :)

Places...

I cannot believe it is over 10 and a half years since our first visit to NYC.



Sunday will be a very sombre occasion but to me, Manhattan embodies everything that is vibrant, exciting and fun about this world.

Could'a, should'a, would've....

Today I was going to blog about how shoddy Travel West Midlands is.

I haven't because:

They are a waste of space.

Their customer "services" never put things right.

It is a waste of my time.

They are totally shit and steal £600 of my hard earned cash every year.

They have endangered my life twice in the past two years yet I have received no proper apology.


So, there you go. A non blog which says everything I needed to say.

Travel West Midlands, you bunch of bungling, poor value for money, ineffective morons who need a good kick up the backside.

Shame on you.

Now, here is a photo of my cat. She is much more clever than the collective "intelligence" of your customer service people and boneheaded drivers.

Scifi Friday! It's not easy being green....

Green skin is a popular trope in the SF universe, this photo references the lovely but deadly Pam Isley AKA Poison Ivy.



I guess I've always had a liking for ladies with green skin since Star Trek....

I'm certainly not green but probably a bit puce around the gills due to a nasty throat and ear infection which culminated in a fever and loss of hearing but now I've bounced back to the land of the living.

So, the weekend is here and what am I up to....not much. Linda is working tomorrow then it's her gym induction day on Sunday so I will be stuck in with a few choice DVDs, the cats and hot lemon drinks. Aren't you just envious? No? ;)

Love letter to New York

NYC, be safe.



Best city in the world. Trufax

Memories to keep.

Circa 1988.

I remember walking along Suffolk Street in mid October, a Saturday afternoon.

Looking up, towards Paradise forum I saw many birds, flying across each other over a bruised ochre sky. There were tinges of red, orange, yellow, blue and green across the horizon.

The birds danced across each other. Blurring each other's path, making a new pattern in their wake like iron filings being pulled by a magnetic force.

Crossing. Diving. Climbing.

It was one of the most beautiful sights I had ever seen in my entire life. And it stopped me. It stopped me in my path.

And made me realise that the pull of the earth and its inhabitants are timeless. And eternal.

This was the closest thing to an awakening or a religious moment at that point in my life. I measured my breaths in moments. I measured my life experience in hours.

I haven't thought about that moment in 20 years.

Until tonight.

Saturdays!

I am partial to them but when Linda is at work (like today), they are never productive. A lie in, some lunch an a bit of Call of Duty: Black Ops on the PS3.

Very, very quiet. But pleasant.

Other than that I didn't get the chores I needed to complete (posting stuff), tidying up etc. It's almost home time for Linda and I'm sure she may give me this kind of look when she gets home.



Still, that may not be a bad thing ;)

Science Fiction Friday!

When I was doing my photo-a-day, Friday was always designated as a place where I would post something science fiction related.

Well, given the week's events I was going to post something dystopian but I thought why not put something up here that would at least brighten my day. Many different and more talented people have posted about the riots looting.



I wanted this to have a 60's vibe to it, akin to a publicity shot from a popular Irwin Allen TV series. Kudos to those who spot which show it is.

Places to escape to.

I adore the countryside. More than that I guess. I adore the "idea" of countryside and rural life. Due to circumstances beyond my control (thank you inconsiderate neighbours a few doors across) I had very little sleep. Approx 2 hours. Now, how does this connect to country living?

I'm a city mouse at heart. Love my shops, love the ease of it but I would trade it all for a life away from people, away from built up areas, shops and industry. I'm happy when I can see rolling hills, trees and deserted country lanes. We live in a suburb (15 minute drive from the countryside) but it is becoming ever full of people who are "buy to let wannabe landlords" which means.....noisy people living nearby who don't care about the needs of others (don't ask me about the people who lived 6 doors up who managed to fit 4 families into the same sized house as this and their pre-ocupation with traditional Eastern European musical instruments and authentic dance re-enactments).

Many of the things that interest me I can purchase on the internet or make the odd city trip here and there so logistically it isn't impossible. Work may be more difficult as I often deal with massive case files, field work or complex information that is not easily accessible so a change in employer would be on the cards. Linda is pretty much in the same boat but if we moved outside of Brum she wouldn't have any issues commuting (thank you BMW and Mini One!). Geographically, many of my close friends during the 90's have now moved on and I keep in touch with many of my US and European people via facebook, blogspot or live-journal, Again, not an issue.

So, yep. Country life for me.



One day we're going to sell up and get the hell away from Birmingham. Maybe 10 years. Maybe 15 but it will happen. I will rephrase that. It has to happen.

If I ruled the world...

I would eliminate Sunday nights.


And Tuesdays.


Along with fantasy football, the Euro and liver based foodstuffs.


Maybe some other stuff....but Sunday nights especially. *bleh*

Saturdays!

As a kid I used to love 'em. As an adult, less so as during my university years I had to work every weekend for a certain high street music chain (the one with the dog and gramophone). For the most part it was fun, other times it was less so. Think Christmas, it was like Apocalypse Now crossed with Dawn of the Dead. With less humour.

As I'm in my 40's and I have a much better job I don't work during the weekend now but I kind of miss the point of them. I can get ratted out of my head on Friday and Saturday nights and not worry about getting up for work. In fact, creatively this has been a bugger as I have no drive at present to produce or actually do anything. So it's like being a kid again. But with more money to blow on comic books.

Linda has to work the odd Saturday so that leaves me with the ultimate choice - books, video gaming or just napping to pass the time.



Today, I chose comics. And dreaming about 60' scifi movies ;)

Or maybe not....

After a bit of soul searching....I thought that it would be a shame to leave this behind and the number of posts I've posted here means that it has a bit of a readership and people (at least a few out there judging from stats) seem to like it.

But there are changes.

It's no longer a photo-a-day.

This will be a place where I will post when *I* feel like it.

So, I'm back. In a much more sustainable place.

I'm not sure what this will bring but I hope it will be fun....

Ave atque vale

Roughly translated, "Hail and Farewell".

It's been a good couple of years and thanks to everyone for supporting me.



I'm ending this blog on a positive note with a shot of Linda I had been saving for a special occasion and this blog would have been so less interesting without her. I'm keeping the site open but I will not be updating. There may different blogs (eventually) but this is it for Hope for the best, prepare for the worst. Incidentally, this was named after a quote from Admiral Adama in the new incarnation of Battlestar Galactica. It's not particularly profound but it resonated with me. After living with depression for many years, I guess this became my mantra and still is to this day.

Anyhow, it's been a blast and thanks for viewing and all the support I've received. You all know who you are so give yourselves an extra pat on the back.

See you all in Valhalla.

Ave atque vale

Daily Photo #1233

Blerg! Some days you win, other days you....




Over to you Buffy. You can say it much better than me.

Daily Photo #1232

Came home to find Linda reclining in the garden!



She looked almost as demure as this! But not as glam after a day at work ;)

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Amazing weather today so we went for a drive.



I then realised I haven't shot a photo of Linda with her car. So, there you go!

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Went into the city today.



It never compares to Manhattan though. God, I miss that place!

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Justice League Unlimited - Season One (DC Comics Classic Collection)

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Scifi Friday!



In space, no one can hear you...ask when dinner is ready ;)

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Cats!



She wants my food!

Go away naughty cat ;)

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Spooky Wednesday!



woo!

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Bleh!

Grey and dank Tuesdays are the worst!



So, something colourful to distract you all.

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I'm not keen on Mondays so something to brighten my day!



Bonus, just returned home to find her vacuuming too!

Result!

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A certain someone (Ro) woke me up this morning!



Still, it's a good excuse to return back to bed with a book as the weather is a bit horrid.

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Scifi Saturday!



There's a scary alien lady in my attic ;)

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Scifi Friday!



Linda loves Chewie!

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This pic has been very popular of late! It was my homage to 1970's punk portraits.



I happen to like it, not my best but I like it.

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Wednesday!

I have a compliance/site visit tomorrow and an early finish on Friday!

Hoorah!

Linda still hasn't done the housework yet ;)



Maybe I should "punish" her by making her wear the maid's outfit ;p

Daily Photo #1219

I've been housebound and told to stay in bed due to migraine and swollen gland thing.



Linda has been giving me stern looks which haven't helped me recover but made me laugh. She doesn't "do" stern that well in real life.

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A missing day.

Today was lost to a migraine, I shall be back tomorrow.

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Winter is not here...



...but I dream of it all the time.

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