Bye
I’m not going to be keeping a public personal blog anymore. For everything to do with my writing & zines, you can find me here. Thanks for reading.
Wanna hold her, wanna hold her tight, get teenage kicks right through the night
This is an older Supersampler roll.
Firstly, some photos from my trip to the Aquarium with Emma & Morgan to see DUGONGZ! <3
I love you, don’t ever fucking question that
“Most of this garbage I write
That these people seem to like
Is about you
And how I let you infect my life”
I just remembered that I love Atmosphere.
Etc
I’m separating my entries into categories…it may take a while to sort them all so bear with me. The categories will be:
DAY TO DAY – personal entries about what I’ve been up to…mostly for my own benefit so I can contain my paranoia about amnesia.
OH, YOU PRETTY THINGS – photos of people who are aesthetically pleasing. Models, mostly. Male models. Skinny ones.
COPY & DESTORY – all things relating to zines.
MUSIC FROM THE MOTHER COUNTRY – music from Former Yugoslavia. I’ve sort of unintentionally turned this blog into a propaganda machine for music from the 80s to emerge out of that particular country.
PRETENDING TO BE A PHOTOGRAPHER – for all the photos I take with my film cameras.
A few other things: Dalibor & I saw Friday the 13th the other day – what a hilarious movie! So many bad horror movies have been released in recent times and I’m loving it; Jasmina and I have been synchronised a few times in catching the train home which has been fantastic because the long journey home gets so boring, especially when sleep deprivation kicks in and I can’t even convince myself to do some readings for uni…or when it’s peak hour and I can’t move inside the carriage; I’ve been running on so little sleep, sometimes making it through days at uni on as little as two hours….so yesterday afternoon I wanted to take a nap around 5.30….but continued sleeping right until 11.30 this morning!!!!!; my crush on young-hot-Tifa is reaching unhealthy levels…
Oh dear god.
I’m starting to think that my recent bout of obsession with Bijelo Dugme has had an adverse effect on my sanity. Last night I had a dream in which I made out with Tifa as he sang “Jer kad ostaris” to me, except I only THOUGHT he was singing that (my favourite Bijelo Dugme song) but later I somehow figured out he’d actually been singing one of my favourite Riblja Corba songs (“Necu da zivim u bloku 65”) but I somehow subconsciously knew it was neither of those songs? What the fuck. Oh but that’s not the weird part…..I mean, I’d love to have dreams of getting it on with Tifa; they’d be wonderful, as close as I will ever get to touching this man. Except that in my dream, it was an OLD TIFA. Tifa the too-old drunk touching himself on stage and looking like a tool! Oh dear god, I’ve officially gone insane. The worst part of it was that, in the dream, I was ENJOYING IT! Ew.
Feels Like Friday, issue nine
FEELS LIKE FRIDAY, ISSUE #9, IS DONE!
Writing about: trying to write; reality or lack thereof; boy(s); driving down the coast; identity through nationality; the usual. Short pieces of writing, mostly. Photos. Cut and paste. Made with love and angst. $2 or trade. Email ivanaforpresident@hotmail.com
It’s all happening
I’ve been forgetting to update. Things have happened.
Third year started and already there is so much work to do, but I love my subjects and it’s been really good seeing people again (especially Allie) and getting back into some sort of ‘normal’ routine. Although the early starts aren’t so good. My subjects this semester are Politics x3 and General Education x1: Propaganda & Satire; Australian Foreign Policy; The Art of Political Science; Introduction to the Australian Legal System. My politics lecturers are amazing. I have my favourite professor for one subject, Dr Levey, so I spend Tuesday mornings basking in his greatness.
Drawings by Allie (paying attention during Australian Foreign Policy, obviously).
I went to the Mardi Gras for the first time, except the crowd and trying to find friends in the complete insanity meant I basically didn’t see the parade at all. Still, the vodka + rum was nice, and seeing people I hadn’t seen in a while was good too.
My Wog friend Alex had a horrorpunk themed birthday party which was a lot of fun. Messy and fantastic. Kylar and Jack came as my replacements for Annie and Zig. A vey wasted girl in Kings Cross was nice enough to share her cigarettes with us. They were Vogues and actually quite nice. I made Alex a mix of music from the mother country (well, MY mother country). This was the track-list:
Van Gogh – Klatno (live) : Belgrade, 1997
Elektricni Orgazam – Nebo : Belgrade, 1981
EKV – Ja Znam : Belgrade, 1983
Azra – Krvava Meri : Zagreb, 1980
Prljavo Kazaliste – Noc : Zagreb, 1979
Riblja Corba – Necu da zivim u bloku 65 : Belgrade, 1982
Idoli – Moja si : Belgrade, 1982
Zabranjeno Pusenje – Guzonjin sin : Sarajevo, 1988
Partibrejkers – 1000 godina : Belgrade, 1984
Sarlo Akrobata – Mali covek : Belgrade, 1981
Elektricni Orgazam – Odelo : Belgrade, 1982
Bijelo Dugme – Pamtim evo deset dana : Sarajevo, 1974
Hung around Liverpool a couple of times and saw The Unborn with Jasmina which was actually quite scary. Also, Gary Oldman is brilliant!
Morgan and I helped Zig out with a COFA project which involved photobooths. I got to wear an eyepatch!
I fell in love with this poem:
Rhododendrons
It was the dream
I was allowed
to touch you in.
We were strangers.
You kept your eyes closed.
I cannot really say
if there were rhododendrons
or anything like music or
even if I asked you.
Only your blue skin and the pleasure it gave you –
the way you moved,
the way you caught your breath
whenever my hands moved
so I kept on moving them.
-Thomas Lynch
& ten more copies of Feels Like Friday #7 sold at Sticky in Melbourne!!!!!!!
More Bijelo Dugme love…what else
Oh Former Yugoslavia, I love you, I love you, I love you! More brilliance from the 80s…
Bijelo Dugme performing “Hajdemo u planine”, featuring Goran Bregovic in pink pants and chucks, and Alen Islamovic with shoulder pads and GLORIOUS hair.
(I promise to update with something other than this soon…..I’m just kind of, sort of obsessed with music from the mother country these days.)
