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Posted in Blog, Photo Blog  by: Lottie
January 14th, 2010

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Random Shoes

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
January 13th, 2010

“The average life is full of near-misses and absolute hits, of great love and small disasters. It’s made up of banana milkshakes, loft insulation, and random shoes.

It’s dead ordinary and truly, truly amazing.

What you’ve got to realise is, it’s all here now, so breathe deep and swallow it whole, because take it from me: life just whizzes by, and then all of a sudden it’s…”

Play. List

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 26th, 2009

1. Regina Spektor – Folding Chair

2. Mr. Big – To Be With You

3. Jane’s Addictions – Jane Says

4. Eva Cassidy – Time After Time

5. Ben Folds -Cologne

6. Tegan & Sara – Back In Your Head

7. The Cure – Boys Don’t Cry

8. Counting Crow – Raining in Baltimore

9. The National – Fake Empire

10. Ben Folds – Best Imitation of Myself

The Truth Is…

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 25th, 2009

I really couln’t give a toss about The Smiths.

On Repeat

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 24th, 2009


Thought For The Week

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 23rd, 2009

bokeh

Really!

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 2nd, 2009

Don’t follow me. I haven’t got a clue.

All Things Considered

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
November 1st, 2009

The only thing  I am absolutely certain of is that I want more shoes.


Last Chance To See: David Lachapelle’s ‘American Jesus’

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
October 19th, 2009

Fine art photographer and director David LaChapelle’s “American Jesus” exhibition has been on show at Sebastian Guinness Gallery on Burlington Road for the past month and closes on 31st October 2009.

Last Supper

The exhibition runs Tuesday – Saturday from 11am – 6pm and admission is free. The gallery is located at Connaught House Gallery, Burlington Road, Dublin 4.

Reblogged from Culch.

Posted in Blog  by: Lottie
October 13th, 2009

Wall


“ The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last February.”

Donald Miller, A Million Miles In Ten Thousand Years