Dead Scenes: Photos I've Taken

Here are a selection of photos that I've taken I quite like. They are predominantly nature based, although there's one picture in there that, because of it's title, you'd assume the author would place it under the header 'nurture'. Which would be ironic if he was a catholic priest don't you think...oh wait, I did that joke a few posts down...I blame Australia for my repetition as I do at times feel like I'm living in a little time warp. But, like the song from the Rocky Horror Picture Show, I'm not afraid to do it (the time warp) again. Although I fear if was to do that dance in the little town a few hours outside of Adelaide where I found the book, I would be chased out by the women/men in the coffee shop/bookstore whilst they brandished 'fire sticks' screaming at me never to return. In reality, all I actually experienced was some very confused looks as I was trying not to laugh whilst I got my Aunty Den to take the picture.

I spent 5 days down in South Australia, near Adelaide with my Uncle and Aunt and their friends Ron & Bern. I had a blast. Got pissed on awesome wine, chatted loads (I like to do that) and saw some great countryside, so thanks to all of them for an incredible week.

Also, if you click on the photos it will in enlarge them.

Breakfast outside the train carriages in Riverton

Those pesky christian fundamentalists, they're always mucking about...

Ducklings are nice

Black Swan

Clare Valley Grapes

Tourist Idiot (sometimes self deprecation is a little too predictable...which in itself is self deprecation)

'American Psycho' is banned in the state of Queensland. Here is a review of the book from Adelaide, South Australia

I have no idea what type of spider this is, but if you saw one in Britain, more than likely, it would be described as a 'fuck off massive spider'

Below is a Golden Orb spider that made it's web just above our front door. Again, a decent sized spider by UK standards. Apparently the bite hurts, but not poisonous. Here are a series of photos of it, as it was there for about a week, before I had to cut it's web down with a stick, because I couldn't leave the house as it's web had dropped in front of the door and it was hanging about chest height. As you can see, I've tried to integrate the spider into an art piece I simply call 'Tell Everyone About This Spider'...but how will I tell everyone? The phone lines...the phone lines...(in the photo)...
You probably don't understand art like I do, especially the metaphors and hidden meanings used within it, which is why I explained the first one for free. The next, you'll have to work out for yourself.

This one is called 'Goat Hell (It On The) Mountain'

And the final shot of this trilogy. This was taken just after I moved it's web. Note the almost skull like angry voodoo face on it's body. It's because of this marking that I call this picture

'Kevin, That's Not Turps'