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I don’t normally do this kind of thing but was looking through old photos today and thought I’d post a few…
This is me circa 1992 with my first ‘proper’ boyfriend. We lasted three years until he became quite sure I had a thing for my flatmate. I was quite sure he was wrong at the time but seeing as I went on to marry and have four children to my beloved flatmate, I guess he was onto something.
Similar timeframe, outside the MCA in Sydney. I’d gotten home from work the day before and announced “Hey, Andy Warhol has an exhibition in Sydney this weekend, do you want to go?”. So being 20 and free, fore-mentioned fellow and I drove the nine hours to get there, only to find the Gay Mardigras was also on so we had nowhere, and I do mean nowhere, to stay. I’m surprised we actually lasted after that weekend, it was so damn miserable :p
1991. When Daisies Attack….
Now at the risk of never living this down, I had to share my totally humiliating attempt at chanelling Drew Barrymore. Sherrie and I took ourselves along to one of those ridiculous studios where they plaster you with a tonne of makeup, airbrush you to within an inch of your life and insist you look breath-taking. You decide for yourself.
1993. Returning from LA with Jennifer and Sandra. I mentioned previously our hyperventilating at the sight of Saks…that was just the start. It’s no coincidence that I experienced my first peti-mal epileptic seizure about an hour after this photo was taken…three weeks of non stop shopping will do that to you. :p
And lastly, 2003, celebrating my birthday with Sherrie and Emma…
So that’s my little trip back in time…
Anyone else game?
Sheye x
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I can barely put it into words. I went to Ava’s memorial site today and saw that
Kristina York has done the most absolutely beautiful portrait of Ava. She has based it around a photo that was a favourite of Crayton’s. He always said it was like Ava had found a fairy and has often mentioned it over the months.
To see this painting today was so amazing – I can’t describe how beautiful it is to us and how touched we are that Kristina has created something so magical. I just know this gift will bring us comfort for years to come – how priceless is that? Beauty abounds.
Here is the photo Crayton loves.
Tucked Away Under // Ava
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I was sitting her proofing some photos for my new site when an email came in from Mum about Ava’s photos I’d posted today. I read over how I’d said we marvelled at her every day and then came back to Photoshop to keep working. I went to continue using the black paint brush that I’d been using (for layer masking, you photogs know what I’m on about) and as I clicked the mouse, a big pink splotch landed on her dress. For reasons unknown, my black had turned to pink in the moments I was gone. I’ve never had my color just change like that and certainly not to one I hadn’t been using at all today. I love that I’m working on a photo of Ava looking at the sky too :) Made me smile.
For those who don’t use PS, you can see the little pink colour box to the left!
S xxx
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I have whole folders of images waiting to be explored all over again – I do love sitting and looking through but I will admit if I find one I haven’t seen before, or if someone else gives me a photo of Ava, I find it almost impossible to look at. I’m okay if I’m familiar with the images but if you surprise me, I struggle. I think it must be because my mind already has all of her images tucked in there somewhere, ready to replay at any given moment, and when I get a new image it’s like seeing her do something new when I otherwise couldn’t, and it’s just a bit too much. It doesn’t mean I’m not thrilled to have them and when people tell me they have a photo of her, it’s like telling me I’ve won Lotto, every time, but it’s just hard to see them. God, does that make sense?
I’d been waiting and wishing to dream of Ava, just to see her running around and talking to me and well, full of life. I was hoping my sleep thoughts would take much longer to realize. I saw her once, right in the week after the accident, but not again until this week. I’m sad to find that in my dreams now, Ava has already died.
I just hope one night I get a surprise, like the photos, and see my darling girl again.
So on to ordinary things. Today I have a wicked cold. I’ve been going to the gym and I swear that’s the problem..it’s not good for your health :p All those sweaty people, putting their germy hands on my machines…eeew. I’m not impressed. For all my puffing, I’m not even thin and now I’m not even well. Oh the cruelty.
Sheye x
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Because Susannah said she’s almost not. And I want to pretend that’s just plain wrong and that she’s still very much in babyland but photos like this one show otherwise. Lately I’ve taken to letting her run around in nothing more than a nappy. Who cares that we’re officially in Winter – it makes her look more baby. And what do you mean she really can hold her own fork now? I refuse to let her grow up… If I just keep talking in baby talk and making her wear shoes with buckles, will she stay a baby? Is that illegal?
If you’re wondering why there is a bubble in her photo, the boys were standing off to the side blowing them, much to her joy :)
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