When I was seven, my family moved to a suburb outside of Paris. We lived there for ten months, until my fathers job moved us back to England.
I loved living there so much, that I have had a disillusioned sense of French pride ever since. Of all the places I have lived, I think it is still my favourite - I remember looking out of the car window in wonderment as my father drove us through Paris one night. All the lights, architecture, people and even the amount of cars on the road amazed me, especially since I was used to far more quaint qualities: the village we lived in in England had one major street named "the street"!
I like to look at the photos from that year we spent dans La Celle-Saint-Cloud in our idyllic house (my bedroom had a balcony that over looked our street! Too cute to believe, right?!), here are some of them.


Even though schools in France don't have school uniforms, I liked to wear my english school dress from time to time.


In Paris.


Ah yes, our house.


Oh wait, this was our house.


My beautiful mother, with Lilli and Michaela.


My father and I in Versailles, can you tell it was the '90's?


My sisters and I (also in the gardens of Versailles!)


My brother and sister in our sitting room.


And lastly, this image is not from France (can you tell by the five alive?) - I just find it to be an entertaining photo of my sister Michaela, bless!

Another absence!
Sorry my updates are rather infrequent, I blame it on the lack of technology in my possession! My trusty laptop (that has made it over 6 years) is in it's last days, and has trouble performing the smallest of tasks (it has now become a glorified mp3 player). So the photos that I DO take (which are admittedly few) on my digital camera are left there. This, coupled with the fact that I am not taking as many photographs as I should, leaves me having little to say - and show!
I haven't come up with a remedy, but I am simply going to start trying to take the extra steps to get images online! And perhaps I will be more sharing with opinions and stories as well!


Any way -


This happened the other day, and it warmed my heart.

Well, it took me a while to post these, but here are some of my favourites from the shoot with Mjolk Homme that I did some time ago! There are plenty more where those came from, but I am still sorting through them deciding which I like the most.. I'm such a fan of the clothes though, if only I could sway my man to dress as nicely as the gentlemen in the photos!
Anyway, I think they might be using the photo's for press soon, so hopefully you will see more images from the shoot around and about!

Finally, the weather I enjoy most! It is my time of the year!

Saw Inglourious Basterds on Tuesday (because my friend Val is pretty sure that Daniel Bruhl is her boyfriend), and OMFG:




Michael Fassbender was the best part of that whole movie!!!
I didn't even know he was in it until the opening credits, and then when he came on screen, SWOON.
Like Trevor Howard and George Sanders combined!
And obviously Christoph Waltz was amazing in the film as well.
I really loved the movie (which was surprising since I wasn't very excited to see it beforehand), and even though Tarantino's love of gore and film can get annoying (pick a genre and stick to it!!), I enjoyed all of it!
recommend!!

Image nicked from Wikipedia


I watched Gaslight tonight for the first time, and now I am spooked.
It was so eerie and suspenseful, that the level of discomfort I had while watching the movie (despite Joseph Cotton), has lingered on, and is now preventing me from sleeping.
However, it is a beautifully made film, and I really enjoyed it.



I bring all this up because this has been happening to me a lot lately. I'll indulge in reading wikipedia articles - that I know will both fascinate me and scare me - late at night, and then spend the next few hours feeling queasy, and completely unable to sleep!
Some of my favourites are airplane crashes, miscarriages of justice and dangerous sea animals.
The first image is from the red barn murder, and after seeing it last night, it was burned into my memory. Maybe without the connotation the images isn't as powerful, but still eerie nonetheless!
Well, I need to sleep!

A little while back I had appendicitis, and had to go to the emergancy room and all that jazz.
Tons of fun obviously, especially since until a day before that I thought I had health insurance, but it turns out it was just a giant scam (Do Not Trust Directmed). So then on top of knowing that I wasn't going to have any help from insurance to pay for it all, they told me I couldn't work for a month after the surgery!
So that trip Jim and I had been planning to England flew out the window, and we have just been really skint for a while.
Oh well! It is finally coming to an end, since I have been bargaining and arguing with the hospital and various debt collectors for a while now. But unfortunately, I will be broke for the next few years now! So I am not sure if I will be able to do photography for my self without some very crafty saving techniques!



Natali & Val visiting me in the hospital.


Natali



Madeline, by Ludwig Bemelmans


And although these were my favourite books as a child, Madeline's appendicitis was nothing like mine!
No ice cream!