Sunday, 26 October 2014
So earlier this week I went and got some film and a new battery and just tonight I took the last shot on my first roll. I'm looking forward to getting them developed, at the same time crossing my fingers that they don't all come out under/over exposed or that I somehow ruin the film trying to get it out.
Tonight we had a friend's birthday dinner and afterward a couple of us were hanging out. I took a photo of Louise and Nic, and the light wasn't great. Louise and I collectively cringed at the slow shutter speed, envisaging the blur that I probably just took and Nic said "can I see it?" haha. I wrote that one off as a learning experience.
2/ WE ARE MOVING! Yay!
So I'm fairly sure I haven't spoken about this on the blog yet because it's a bit of an unsure process until it's official. The last few months my parents have been looking at properties in Melbourne to buy, as currently we are renting since moving from Sale. And they found one! It is in Warrandyte, so if you're not from Melbourne, you can give it a google, it's a lovely little village.
It was my personal favourite (it was the only one of looked at :P) and it's so beautiful! We have a pool and I have a whole new space to decorate and love (with my own bathroom!) so it's all super exciting. I'll be moving house from December 5th and then the big day where all the furniture moves is December 19th. I'll be working in December so I'll be all over the place but I'm excited!
3/ That leads me onto my last little note of today. This week I will start my holiday season job working with a Santa photography studio. I'm super keen and a little bit nervous to get started, this is something really different and new for me but I'm sure will teach me a lot and give me a chance to flourish in my leadership and creative skills :)
I hope you're all well and I'd love to hear what's happening with you,
Friday, 24 October 2014
This is a post for the photos but I thought I'd just give you a little bit of context for them.
Last weekend my parents and I traveled to Sydney for the launch of my Mum's sister's book. I'd never left the airport at Sydney before so it was a really exciting trip all round. We spent Friday night in Glebe where the book was launched, and then we spent Saturday and Sunday on the Hawkesbury river at Brooklyn. It was a beautiful weekend and one that I won't be forgetting anytime soon.
It ended up being quite emotional for me. My Aunt has put a great deal of herself into her new book, and it is the culmination of a lifetime worth of study and expertise. On Friday, Dad and I walked down Glebe Point Road to the bookshop, arriving a few minutes before everyone else we went upstair to check out where the book launch would be happening and I was able to get my hands on the book as a hardback fully finished published thing for sale for the first time. I soon discovered that my Aunt had dedicated her book to my cousin Fredericka and myself.
This honestly left me speechless and I tried (but didn't do a very good job) of expressing how much it means to me without crying. It was just kind of a sentence of disjointed words that didn't do nearly enough to express how loved and grateful I feel that I have someone much wiser who cares for me that much. I think I said it made me very happy. Happy isn't the right word but I was overwhelmed!
Anyway, it was a pretty amazing weekend.
Tuesday, 21 October 2014
I've never found a love that wouldn't be what it was without my flaws. A love that is for me. A love that extends to my messy hair, and the roundness of my face. A love that senses my awkward moments, and is the only thing that soothes them.
A love that can be absent and present all at once. There is plenty of room for this one, and yet it remains humble.
Love, What a word though.
It is so many things. I often think I maybe love too much and that is my biggest flaw, I'm somehow too soft and vulnerable. But what I've learnt is that love is rather hard to define. And when you think you get it, love breaks the boundaries you've set for it.
I love photography and I love my friends. They are so vastly different things that both bring me a fundamental happiness in life.
For the first time in my young years of loving, I've found patient love. Or maybe it found me. Love that doesn't need to be owned or pursued, labeled or had. It's just love. It's as little and as big as catching someone smile.
Wednesday, 15 October 2014
The dip is symbolic of our bodies as canvases.
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"I believe like I used to."
Friday, 10 October 2014
|Taken years ago, but one of my favourites. One of the first days I did not give a f**k, and was just happy.|
About RebeccaCountry: Australia
Meaning behind your blog name: ‘Talisbury’ is a word I made up – ‘ talis’ comes from the word talisman, which is a magical charm that protects against evil, or in a more ‘realistic’ thought, negativity. I slapped on ‘bury’ at the end of it because I kind of liked how Mulberry and Burberry sound, but Talisberry seemed wrong, so I changed it to ‘bury’… Is that a lame story?
Why you started blogging: I started blogging at about 12 or 13 years old. My sister had a blog and she was always messing around with the layouts and design. Because I’m a younger sister, obviously I had to copy everything she did. I made my own blog and completely fell in love with it, which isn’t something I usually do – I usually hate everything. But blogging felt natural and comfortable. I loved, and still love, every aspect of it. Taking photos, writing and publishing a blog post gets my heart in all kinds of jitters. I love it. I’ve deleted and created many blogs since then, but this one I’ve had for a couple of years now, I think. I had a bit of a dry spell for about a year, but I’m back!
Random fact about me: I have an obsessive personality. If I find the anything even slightly interesting or appealing, I scour the internet to learn everything and know everything about the topic or person. I tell everyone about it and don’t stop talking about it for weeks, until I find something new. It usually drives the people around me crazy, and some have even admitted to not even pay attention to what I’m saying anymore, hahaha. I don’t mind – I’m sure if the roles were reversed, I would do the exact same.
Rebecca's One StoryThis photo is one of, if not, my favourite I’ve ever taken. I pretty much have no idea what I’m doing when it comes to photography or Photoshop or anything! This is a completely unedited photo on all the automatic settings taken on my DSLR from my flight from New York back home. To a photographer or an editor, this may not seem like much, but to me, it’s everything.
Coming home on this flight, I was crying. Bawling almost. It was a mixture of sadness for having to leave the United States, and a happiness for witnessing the true beauty of life. I remember exactly how my heart felt at the time, but I can’t do the feeling justice with words. It was knotted, racing, pumping, full, whole, tight… Nope. I just can’t do it justice.
Just a bit of back story about me, things haven’t always been easy for me. Even today, I’m a mess at the best of times, but all of a sudden, life made sense to me. It’s been almost a year, and I still can’t put it into words. I’ll tell you this – my brain is a mess. My thoughts are zig-zagged and criss-crossed, post-it notes everywhere and you have to really know me to understand what I’m talking about half the time; but in that moment, I felt like for once I could breathe. Like I understood what it means to truly live, how to be happy, the meaning of life… Ever since then, I’ve got my own personal answers to life’s profound questions, and I’ve been on the quest to incorporate those thoughts into my life ever since. I’ve never been happier.
Friday, 3 October 2014
We don't have much of a backyard here in Melbourne. For a girl who grew up in the country on 15 acres, it can be a little confronting being about to see into your next door neighbours yard.
But this morning, the weather was beautiful, and I found a space for me.
I've been thinking a lot about control. For someone who loves the idea of everything happening for a reason, I sure do like to have control. At the same time I rejoice in those small moments of coincidence that I feel like something or someone else was responsible for.
I realised this morning, that if I could control things the way I wish I could, I would have made spring come long ago, and I would have exhausted the warm breeze before this day. So maybe I wouldn't have appreciated them properly today.