On Midsummer this year me and Emelie held the biannual event of The Potato Championships. I made a video. It’s not great, but I had fun making it. Also I was tipsy filming it. Whatevs. Potatoes for the win!
When you have 4 hours before you need to drop off the rental car you make the choice of driving in the opposite direction to see the beach, then go to Holland before going through Brussels traffic. Just sayin. Beach is always the best idea, even though it had all the rain.
Belgium. Bruges. Pretty. That’s all. Too tired to write.
Midsummer came and went and it was as it should be. Spotty sun at lunch, rain hanging in the air (but luckily not arriving until 7pm so we got plenty of outside time!), full of food and people and of course or biannually event: The Potato Championships. We borrowed bikes and rode home the 2 km’s to my parent’s summer house in pouring rain, arriving drenched, tired but happy. I filmed and photographed, and maybe maybe I’ll manage to edit that up in the next couple of days. Maybe it’ll be months. I don’t care to be honest, because there’s a lush green (although super cold) summer waiting for me outside.
Last weekend I headed out of the city to a cabin in some misty woods. I wasn’t alone but surrounded by 11 fantastically amazing creatives. We wandered out into forests, up to peaks for sunset, along the lake for sunrise (or fogrise, as it happens), we went out on a boat and walked over a dam, and everywhere the fog followed us. When we drove back home and we left the last of the fog behind I actually missed it.
It was invigorating, spending time shooting not for clients (even though I love that) but just for me. I found myself shooting gifs (and I’ll be sure to share a few later), details and drama. And everything in the most fantastic of foggy light. I might need to head back to Lake Eildon every winter from now on.
I can’t wait to share more, but it’ll be a slow progress. I think I want to spend some time with these photos first.
A couple of weeks back we went to the Grampians for a long weekend. Peter filmed, I took a few photos, and mainly we walked, saw lots and lots of kangaroos and had prosecco. Oh and it was cold. So freaking cold.
We went to Sasebo today for lunch, which was delicious but it was the dog at the restaurant that stole my heart. She spent lunch sitting with us and getting loads and loads of cuddles. My I-want-a-dog need got an instant boost and might be through the roof now. Just might.
A few days ago we headed to Akihabara. We haven’t done a whole lot of touristy things on this trip mainly because, well, that was kind of the point. But this place was on Peter’s to do list. Akihabara is apparently the electronics district (+ the maid cafe area, but we avoided that proper cause a wee bit yuck) and on weekends they stop traffic on the main road. We wandered up and down the middle of this massive road, filled with people just hanging, wandering, photographing. It was kind of neat. I attempted some sort of street photography, trying to be all stealth and stuff with varying results.
When our feet were tired from walking we found this little covered plaza that hosted a bunch of little stalls. They offered sake tastings (+ stuff for sale, of course!), which Peter of course had to try. For me, the sake non-lover a couple of stands offered beer, so we sat down on the sidewalk, people watched and sipped some tasty beverages. Just as we were finishing up I looked up and there was a pet duck. I kid you not. A spanking white duck, on a lead with tiny tiny tiny little red booties. It was odd and quite captivating. I am now wondering if there’s a duck boot store in Tokyo. If yes I’d really like to go. Anyone know of any?