When you are hitchhiking, getting picked up has a lot to do with getting people to like you, but when they are whizzing past at 80 kph you don’t get much time to establish trust. I’ve been hitchhiking around the planet for years, with the Australian Flag on my backpack. Standing beside the road,…
I Am Tall. Get Over It. I get so sick of people commenting on my height. It’s like: “really? I’m tall? No shit? I never noticed that before. Fuck! You are such an observant person!” I’m not sure why I’m so annoyed by it. I guess it’s partly repetition. If you hear anything often…
It’s Loi Krathong all over Thailand right now. Central to the festival ritual is the making and floating of Krathong: little floral rafts that you place into the river or sea. Focus Gallery Cafe , here in Chiang Mai, ran a Krathong making workshop yesterday. Anna and I went along and made us a couple…
…There is welding equipment all over the place, and the artists are all clad in protective overalls and home made masks that protect their faces from sparks. Noi shows us around proudly. There are steel horses, elephants, monsters and mutants… My original Thai tourist visa has expired. To get a new visa, I need…
“…you will get a hundred Baht per hour.” “Really? Nice. I’ll do anything for three hundred Baht. Do they want me to get nude?” “No! No, no, no. It is a portrait class. They will only be painting your face.” “Oh. OK… I don’t mind getting nude…” “Everywhere I go in Thailand people stare at…
“…Now this is good art. You can see what the fuck the picture is about” he huffs. “The political themes in the abstract work are interesting though” I venture. “Sure. Politics. Well that’s another thing. I almost got shut down twice in the last few months. I hung some work that someone didn’t like, and…
…’Madaram sudaram, madaram sudaram, mumbo jumbo, blaggedy bla!’ The bastard’s putting a curse on me! I give the guy his ticket, and say, ‘have a happy Confest’, and as he drives away he’s like: ‘hope you sleep well tonight mate! Sweet dreams buddy!’… Confest 2014. Thursday morning. I’m selling tickets on the front gate. Bloke…
…There was a woman on my mind. Of course there was. She’d given me an ultimatum; give me what I want, or leave me alone. I loved her. I wanted to make her love me too, but I seemed to be unable to reach her. I sat on the muddy ground under the lush forest…
A bunch of photos from the dusty 6000 km I have just hitchhiked across southern Australia. Damn, that was fun. Think I`ll go again. ;) (Top: the proprietor of this roadhouse, west of Broken Hill, has a really Aussie sense of humour. (High speed encounters with Aussie wildlife can be hazardous to your health.) …
Western Australia, here I come! The famous / infamous “Big Gallah” at Kimba, on the eastern edge of the Great Australian Bight. Australian art at it’s most sublime. View Larger Map >> More WTF travel photos.
…Europe is intense. I like the cheese. I like the noisy little cars. I like the pastry, the architecture, the museums, the people, the fashion, the weather, the diversity, the pashing (it’s an Aussie word for what Parisians do), the colours, the countryside… I’m not so keen on the dog shit situation… My time in…
…The place is like the inside of James Bond’s basement. Rack after rack of high tech assault rifles, sub machine guns and pistols line the walls… The highlights of Malaga, Spain: the Picasso Museum and the most awesome toy shop I’ve ever seen. Guns. Walking into the city to see the Picasso Museum,…