Lately I’ve been finding myself constantly amazed by my incredibly talented friends.
Lets not get ‘amazed’ confused with ‘suprised’. Because thats not it at all. I have always had complete and utter faith in my friends and their abilities- but when it comes down to it I love them so much that I’d be impressed with a finger painting. I would still gush and praise and spend hundreds getting it framed and putting it up in prime position.
So it comes with extreame delight and awe when I stop for a second and realise- holy shit, you are actually amazing. Not just because you’re my friend, but despite of.
This week it’s been three friends in particular.
One of them is an up and coming photographer who is (and you can quote me on this), about to take the world by storm- first stop New York. Having attended her first (proper) and HUGELY successful exhibition last week, it was hard to remember the days when we would muck around in her backyard with her handheld 5.0 megapixel digi. Her photographs are insanely emotive and inspiring and I feel incredibly lucky to have ever been caught in the moment by her lense.
Another friend is an artist. She would never call herself that and ‘arts’ definitely isn’t the course she is studying at uni however her ‘doodles’ are so beautiful. Raw and full of her cloudy thoughts. Never the type of person to whinge about her situation or admit she’s heartbroken, I sometimes wonder wether she realises you can read it all in the felt tip lines. Her drawings of fish and repetitive geometric patterns thrown together and shared via a dodgy scanner make my day.
Finally there is my very own Bon Iver. I always knew she could play the guitar but then again- every man and his dog say they can ‘play’ the guitar. Learning the first lick of 4 or 5 songs however does not cut it. I heard her sing and play properly for the first time last night and I could not pick up my jaw from the ground. ‘Hysteric’ by the YYY’s, especially the acoustic version, has been one of my favourite songs of late and now it will forever be.
You are all bloody brilliant and I am 100 per cent behind you in everything that you set out to achieve.
“we are seriously wear wolves of the night okay. young people i swear to god wen the sun goes down something triggers them and they live literally for the moment. and cause we’re striving so hard to live for the moment all we do is sit around and wait for the sun to go down.
WOAH”—Elizabeth Macnaught, 12.20am. Possibly stoned.
Not too long ago there lives a young hair dresser named Lavender. Lavender owned a very posh hair salon in Perth, and lived alone with her pet turtle named Tommy. Tommy was a very lucky turtle and has his very own pool outside Lavender’s shop.
One afternoon just as Lavender was about to lock-up a very worried looking Lady came running up “Sorry I have to do this to you but my wedding is in two hours and my hair-dresser has all ready shut” “Can you help me”? Lavender was confused because the lady talked so fast that she said yes. After 1 hour or so the lady stood up and said thank-you very much. She also said that she did not have enough time to write a check and did not bring any money with her.
She pulled out of her pocket a bright red juicey, shiny cherry. Lavender looked shocked. The lady said that they were home grown by a wizard and that they had specil powers. After a very long day at work Lavender sat down with tommy at her feet and took a huge bite out of the cherry and she absolutely love it. “What a beautiful, yummy cherry. After that she slowly walked back to bed and fell asleep. The next day Lavendar woke up and took a swim all of a sudden the whole of Perth was looking at her swimming, NUDE.
Even the turtle was larfing. As her jaw dropped she remembered it was exactly like her dream. Once she realised it she decided to plan a perfect dream. It was that she was, smart enough to be a loyor or a doctor. And that after only two days she earned over 2.Millon. At 4:30pm she put the last cherry on a plate and turned to get a servitte. Just as she turned around the cherry rolled of the table and down the crack in the floor boards.
Lavender was shocked, Angry, and Mad, but she decided she would exept it and get on with her life. 20 years later: Lavender sadly died of cancer bu tommy lived. Just as they were about to sell the house the floor boards got ripped up and there sat a brown off cherry. Tommy stuck his head down and ate the cherry all up. THE END