Pictures I took in Istanbul.  The guy selling tickets is blind.  People were feeding the pigeons and going to mosque.  The bazaar is up the hill and around the corner.  We'd spent hours choosing the right coffee grinder to buy and trying to find out prices of beautiful rugs without actually asking - we knew we didn't have enough money anyway. ---- The...

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Today I went to a mannequin factory which we hope will be the subject of a documentary project.  I thought it might be cliched, art school photographers always manage to pull out a few mannequin shots but it was pretty special.  Little vignettes play out everywhere, a glance thrown over a haughty shoulder, an accusing finger pointing out a sheepish character in a...

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A great weekend.  Friday night we snuck onto a boat-shed for beers at sunset, the best spot on the harbour, it felt like we were in Greece again, just needed the ouzo. On Saturday I spent the day at pottery, practicing at the wheel, bowl after bowl after bowl listening to strange gypsy baroque music on a radio station with no talking, no...

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There's so many blogs out there.  So many with beautiful photography, cute fashion, sweet illustrations & jewellery & craft.  All this lovely stuff.  I'm falling for it in one way and tiring of it in another, and I've only been looking for a few months.  I don't know, it makes me happy and inspired but sometimes it makes me feel hollow and saturated....

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Day off tomorrow and I feel like closing off the world and hiding away with books and music and wine and plotting what I'm going to make at my first pottery class on Monday.  I've decided to be a famous potter.  Can't be that hard. Thanks to my first two commenters (both bloggers I follow keenly). I feel like such a blogging virgin....

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