Project 52, Week 13


I’m doing something a bit different for Week 13. Instead of just posting one image I’m posting a mini collage of all my Instagram photos from the last week.

I’ve only joined Instagram recently, but I’m really enjoying it. It’s a visual equivalent of a notebook – I snap shots on my phone camera of daily life – as I’m walking DorkySon to kindy, as I’m cleaning the house, or out to dinner – and then I can choose whether to share them through other social media channels like Facebook and Twitter too. Some are fun. Some are silly. Some are terrible photos, but they capture an important moment.

Because I’m getting on so well with Instagram, I’ve decided that I won’t be blogging the rest of my Project 52. The whole reason for doing it was to consciously take more photos, and now I’ve found another way of achieving that. There will still be room for some photos on the blog, just not as a weekly exercise.

If you’re on Instagram yourself and you’d like to come over and say hello, please do.

Project 52, Week 11


DorkySon has been playing with his boxes of Lego a lot this week. He has a real mixture of stuff – some very new Lego City sets that he has been given for birthdays and Christmases, but also a box that he calls his ‘make anything’ box. It’s a large collection of assorted bricks that has been passed down through my family – starting with my two older brothers before making its way to me and now, finally ending up with DorkySon.

You won’t get any better proof of Lego’s enduring popularity (and indeed how well it’s made!) than seeing a little boy in 2014 playing with bricks that were made in 1978!

Project 52, Week 10

Wim Delvoye Chapel Last weekend we made it out to MOMA – the Saturday market at MONA – for the first time.

We didn’t stay long, just a couple of hours, but it was lovely to soak up some warm, late summer sun as we lounged around on the beanbags. DorkyDad made a brief appearance on stage for some poetry and music, DorkySon enjoyed exploring the wigwams and making some clay spoons in one of the tents, and I enjoyed both the ‘Wapple’ juice I got from one of the stalls (watermelon and apple, for the uninitiated), and a glass of Moorilla’s finest. Continue reading