It snowed again overnight and they tell us we'll be in for some more snow later tonight, and my friend Antony is stoked. Antony is staying with me for a few days following his dance groups 3 day performance in Yokohama (he's in Chunky Moves). He, like many typical Australians, has never seen snow before. He woke up this morning feeling like it was Christmas, peeking out the curtains to see if it really had snowed like the weather forecasts said it would. He was out there in a flash with his camera and a big grin. We're off to have some fun around Shibuya today. And a beer tour of Harmonica Yokocho in Kichijoji will be the featured event for this evenings entertainment.... love those tiny tiny bars in tiny tiny alleys.
In other news, seems like I'm slowly heading on my way to becoming a "professional" (whatever the hell that means) photographer with some serious paid gigs (although I've sold quite a number of pics through the site to mag's and ad agencies it always seemed like a fluke till now...) ... I am working on a 3 page travel/photography spread for a Hong Kong based magazine. They feature one Asian city each edition, and call the section "One Free Day in..."(Tokyo). Seems I'll also be photographing a wedding event in an official capacity (congrats and thankyou's to Sarah), and there have been a couple of other yet-to-be confirmed inquiries for exciting stuff too.
And, gasp, the Paypal donations have started trickling in....(thanks so so so much to you wonderful few) and I am so stoked with that that I have decided to include a free A4 print (of your choice) to be mailed to your paypal billing account if you choose to donate anything above $5. If you don't have a paypal account, they do have a feature that accepts all major credit cards.... [/end of shameless plug]
frangipani wrote this on February 7, 2006 10:07 AM
Uncle Don said:
Regardless of your age there is something magical about waking up in the morning of your first snowfall. This happened to me in England and later in Japan and the wonder of it never wears off. There is a certain quietness and a bright reflected light throughout the room when you wake up and you know it is special, like a kid on Christmas morning.
And in the evening sitting with my father in law looking out over his snow covered garden with a candle set in the stone lantern drinking sake together - oyukimi zake - a very special memory.
February 7, 2006 08:16 PM
mandy said:
Hey spunky bee,
you're on your way to the top. I'm so proud of my friend the brilliant photographer/writer and me entering the world of blog...aagh. Having a melancholy night this eve while checking out all your old blog logs. Hey I bought a digital camera Kodak. Nothing like my old film camera. The flash is far too bright and white which drains all the colour so i've got some orange gel to put over the flash ..a little better. Oh well it was an impulse buy. Julie who lives upstairs gave me the gel. Remember that film you worked on at Uni with the gorgeous boy in the bed? That was Julie's project. We just discovered this a few weeks ago. Fancy that?
Cheerio babe. Love Mandy xx
February 7, 2006 09:20 PM
MissSin said:
even for me, i still find snow wonderful.
i love walking outside and walking on unspoiled snow. i purposefully hunt our pieces of untrod snow for me to leave my mark on.
it gets more challenging as the day goes on - but it's so satisfying (for me) to find that little piece of snow & put my footprint right in the middle of it.
hmmm...reading back on this, i sound like some destructive little being...i'm not really, honest...
February 8, 2006 08:43 PM
frangipani said:
Tracey, thanks sweetie!
Don, as always, your words are sweetly sublime.
Mandy, my dearest dearest darling beautiful friend, sooooo glad you have actually looked at my blog at fucking last and no I can't believe you live under Julie - last time I saw her she was poking a TV camera in my face at the ZOO - please say HI!
Misssin, oh yeah, i know totally what you mean darlin'. He he he. Love fucking up snow. It's all about impermanence. The dalai lama does it too but with coloured sand the monks have spent days compiling into a gorgeous mandala... they sweep it up and dump it into a river, so cool. Everything changes. I like that.
February 8, 2006 09:35 PM
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