"nothing is original. steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination. devour old films, new films, music, books, paintings, photographs, poems, random conversations, architecture, bridges, street signs, trees, clouds, bodies of water, light and shadows, select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul".................................stolen from - jim jarmusch

Monday, August 24, 2009

sand

A naturally occurring granular material composed of finely divided rock and mineral particles. It is defined by its particle size, which ranges in diameter from 0.0625 millimetres to 2 millimetres.

•Made up of individual particles that are within this size range, each of these particles is called a sand grain.

A simple way to identify sand is its gritty feel when rubbed between the fingers, this is in contrast to silt which feels like flour as it has a smaller particle size.
The composition of sand is highly variable depending on environmental conditions and local rock sources. This is often the reason for the variety of sand colours (black, red, yellow, white) across the world.
Sand is predominantly compromised of silica (silicon dioxide, or SiO2), with this silica content deriving largely from quartz grains.
Quartz is the most common silica crystal and the second most common mineral on the earth's surface. In addition to this, it is found in almost every type of rock; igneous, metamorphic and sedimentary. Due to its chemical inertness and hardness, quartz is the most common mineral that is resistant to weathering. It is these properties that makes quartz a major constituent in sand.

Saturday, August 22, 2009

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Thursday, July 30, 2009

death and all his friends

someone dies.
someone has to go away..
someone needs to carry on...

Sunday, July 26, 2009

sunday

cant beat that 2 beer. roast on the way feeling

Thursday, July 23, 2009

Thursday, July 16, 2009

notes from underground

"i could not become anything: neither bad nor good, neither a scoundrel nor an honest man, neither a hero nor an insect. and now i am eking out my days in my corner, taunting myself with the bitter and entirely useless consolation that an intelligent man cannot seriously become anything; that only a fool can become something."
Fyodor Dostoevsky

Saturday, July 11, 2009

censored


mobiiile

poppy


anti flag


tiffy!!!


rotto


good vibes girl


grinners


working at heights in confined spaces


london kebab


bdo '08 with uncle


dudley


soundwave


kombi