Yesterday started off miserable, but through the efforts and sage advice of other people, friends and professionals, it improved quite considerably through the day.
I met Fattyboombsticks at Eveleigh Markets, checked out the reasonably interesting and very moving work by Lynette Wallworth at Performance Space.
While I was in the dark, quiet, somber installation I get a phone call from Mayhem. She’s at the Love Hotel. Shooting porn. With her close personal friend Schappylle Scragg, with Nana Scragg also in attendance, although I don’t think Nana actually lived through her photo shoot.
Anyways. Schappylle was kind enough to do a double denim spread. I managed to catch a few photos of her in action with some beautiful ladies, LaDonna and Sonic Yootha.
I also grabbed some video footage very like the Lynette Wallworth installation. Moving, somber, meaningful, emotional. But I can’t get it to load, so it might have to wait till tonight. In the meantime, here are some touching photographs from a very lovely, heartfelt experience…
Wild at heart, pretty as a picture. From left to right: LaDonna, Schappylle Scragg, porn photographer Uncle Kev and Sonic Yootha
I read my new denim covered book (thanks heaps LaDonna), Schappylle acts as double denim footrest
Actually Schappylle works better this way, then I have something to rest my beer on... her arse nicely wrapped in jeggings
So after the Love Hotel, which, by the way, was a pretty amazing place. An empty motel in the heart of Sydney, weeds everywhere, weird empty rooms, weird people roaming around, a lot of dress-ups, make-up, nudity, faux nudity, and a certain scuzziness you just don’t come across too often in Sydney anymore, what with our renovation, urban upgrade obsessions.
Then I went to the Indian Bollywood extravaganza out at Parramatta. A very family friendly contrast to the Love Hotel. Except for the huge number of police.
What were they expecting? White supremacists? Anti-Australian riots?
A popular sight at the A.R.Rahmen concert, police
That was yesterday, and really I should stick it in yesterday’s blog. But I couldn’t be arsed. Here’s today’s stunning picture…
I prepare myself mentally for the bike ride to work
Top: Not worn in ages Moji denim shirt, blending seamlessly with…
Bottom: Ben Sherman jeans which blend seamlessly with…
Accessory 1: Denim shoulder bag
Accessory 2: No blending needed with the Hannah Montana denim bike helmet. Safety first I say