my names terry and i'm a law abider

"why yooo lookin at me loike oim sum sowt of carnt"
nearly punched on with some drunk idiot in the tube the other morning infront of my step sister and her husband. People in Highbury are fucked.

In more recent news, London has actually shown itself to be a pretty rad city. Im all for judging a book by its cover, but occasionally I open said shitty cover and read a pretty cool story.

Finally got a charger for my canon, left my portrait lens in coventry though so shot all of this on the widey. London underground is AMAZING, easiest most convenient transport system ever.

Quick few things before i finally get some sleep.

Almost all of banksys pieces have either decayed, been painted over or chemically removed. Walked around for a while today to see a half decayed rat with a parachute and 3 tins of cambells spray paint.

CCTV reigns supreme here. It is 1984.

Cops dont carry guns but guards carry fucking rocket launchers. And dont like being photographed. At all.

Sri Lankin protester hasnt eaten for 17 days. I went and saw him. Was the only white guy int he park.

I snuck around the back of Westminster Abbey to take some snaps, found a door, went in to the gardners quarters, found another door, went into the abbey. Got thrown out in about 6 seconds. Pretty scary.

Old buildings are awesome.

Went bowling with Nat and her work mates, hadnt seen her in about 10 years and it was good to just hang with a bunch of normal people and bowl the ass off them. Not really, but i did aiit.

Heading to manchester on saturday till next thurs when i hit prague and begin my eurotrip. Culled it down a bit cos i got to get home to take care of some biznass so check it

Prague, Berlin, Amsterdammmn, Rome, Venice, Barcelona, Cann (film fest), Hong Kong, Perth

See your asses May 22.

Snappage.


Up from the depths. I slid down these last night and my hand got all grubby. Yes. Grubby.


Highbury. My temporary home.


Leicester Square


his cop asked me a whole bunch of questions about why i was photographing Waterloo station. Terrorist joke didnt go down to well. Stood and watched as i put the camera in my bag and zipped it up.


Dont behave like an artist either. Most of the stuff in here is shyt.


Nothing says public disobedience like graffitiing a wall while professional photographers snap it and your entourage eat the catering.


Quotes like this make me want to Hijack a plane


Banksy




Stairway from heaven


The bricks in this photo are awesome. No shit.


All these rules man.


The flowers fall from the trees and look like snowflakes. No thats not poetry, thats what happens. Sat here for about an hour


vshhooommm








my friend went to london and all he got me was a photograph of a my friend went to london and all he got me was this shirt shirt.




This is actually england in 2009. Stealthy looking CCTV, PA systems and history.






Sri Lankan protesters. Suprisingly friendly.

much love.

Free the west memphis three.

edit: this just made me laugh into one of those crying stupers

London

10 hours on a plane.

not too bad really. Sat next to two old men who were totally entertaining in their hatred for eachother. An indian and a pakistani sit on a plane.. I thought they knew eachother but turns out they were just random haters. I told them that they had 10 hours to find something in common. I got blank stares.

Started watching a movie and my screen kept dying, called over the air hostess man and he said there was nothing he could do, so i asked if i could just chill in first class cos there were spare seats avail. He laughed at me. I wasnt joking. 10 hours without a TV on a plane. Fuck that.

So i was playing round on my laptop and it started to die, i asked another attendant if there was a power supply. "only in first class". hmmm. First class seemed to be where it was all happening. So i waited for a bit then made my move. I slid into first class un noticed, sprawled out in the little lifepod seat, flicked on the TV and lived life. Lasted about 25 minutes before the air hostess guy sussed out my shadyness. He wasnt siked, I was even less siked. Back to economy for me.

Landed to find my cousin Nik who i hadnt seen in 11 years waiting for me. Was pretty romantic. Came back to his place to hang out and meet his heavily pregnant and totally awesome girlfriend carolina. They decided that naming the pending child was too hard so its been left up to me. Game on.

Went out and met up with my sister and her boyfriend in central london, fought jetlag like a demon, went and saw poison the well play in camden. Was rad, camden was sort of like cancer though.

Man i have had such little time to write in this thing, the above was written like a week ago. Heres some photos. (these are all done on a digi so they suck)






Toby in the alps


Kissing corpses


wanker


nothing happened


soooo heres some observations about london.

people here are ugly. I dont know if its environmental, or that they jsut drink too much, maybe its got something to do with the lack of sunlight, perhaps they are slowly moving into being aquatic creatures on the count of the general climate and dampness, who fucking knows, but in general London, you are ugly. you see a hot girl here and she is literally guarded by her boyfriend. He pretty much puts her in a cage and wheels her around while holding a gun while all these chunk looking dudes groan and try and grope her through the bars. I dont know if anyone followed that.

I grew up, well spent a fair bit of time growing up, in Joondalup. Most of my Joondalup memories revolve around drinking in English pubs, talking with english friends, drinking pints, watching football and going to really shit clubs where people fight eachother and hook up with fat english ex pat girls. Me Nick and Toby went out the other night in Kingston and all of those memories came flooding back. The music was 10years out of date, the fashion was exactly the same as the early 2000's in Joondalup and there were a lot of pale fat girls and chav looking loser dudes.... fail.

It gets better though, we went to a bar on easter sunday called chocolate or something. I decided after 10 minutes that me nick and tobes would be better suited to a VIP booth with a bottle of vodka. So i just invaded a private booth and sat down. The dude whose booth it was came up and told us to leave. I told him that i was only in london for 2 nights and i wasnt going to spend it amongst the grime. I ordered a bottle of vodka for the table and the dude let us stay, he was actuall really cool., Turns out he was one of the biggest club promoters in london, night turned out to be a good laugh. Nik has this drunken habit of randomly telling people where they are from. Example, There is a big jet black bouncer in Camden and nick says "your from somalia". The dude is, they talk about somalia (nic has travelled the world and has lots of random cultural knowledge). Sometimes he gets it wrong. He called a chav kid a palestinian and the kid said he was going to kill us all or something. His gf then warned us that he was "dangerous" and we should run... nope. Needless to say, we are all still alive. Kid was a mad liar.


This is me nick and toby so u can put faces to the names


Table hookers are the same in london as in LA. Girls snake through the vip booths looking for free drinks and then slither off. Their eyelids actually close sideways and they are quite venomous. (and the english ones have bad dental)

Met up with grant in Mile End. Went and saw grand master flash and Jazzy Jeff. Was dope.



Went to tobys joint in Coventry. His mates are a good laugh, would have liked to spend more time there but london is much more central. Me and toby are pretty much like thelma and louise though. Been raging pretty hard and driving cars off cliffs and shit. We went walking through london and the streets were totally empty. Took this nostalgia shot (the second was taken 2007ish in sydney). Homeless international...


London 2009


Sydney 2007


Manchester is dope. Went out to a club with toby where i got all dressed up and drank with millionaire teenagers. The carpark was full of audis, range rovers and porches.. And tobys 1979 VW Jetta. Pimpin. Oh and rich manchunians are the best looking people out. Shit was crazy

My cousin simon has hooked me up like a demon. Scored me tix to the FA cup semi final at wembley. I got the train from Manc to london in the morning, dropped my stuff at Michelle and Chris' place and bailed to Wembley. Dropped probably the worst gas of all time on the train, no one knew it was me but everyone was losing their minds. All the football geezers started chanting about it. It was actually amazing. I wasnt goign to mention that i farted on this blog, but shit, about a hundred people were chanting in its honour.

United fucking lost. Off it.

Met up with internet celebrity Charlie B in london and stayed in the same hostel for a few nights. She likes to get drunk and fall over while walking home. She also likes to go to australian bars with 1 pound drinks. Drinks good, people bad. Imagine black bettys but... actually, just think black bettys. I actually stepped completely out of my shoe in there and my shoe was stuck to the floor. Lots of australians acting like tools, was a good laugh though.

Went on a red bus rooftop tour. Im a tourist.

Scammed first class on the train to coventry. was rad.


London has so much history its amazing, but u already know that


this was cool.

found some banksy stuff, pretty off it, cos there are banksy tours and shti now. I liked it better when it was still pretty unknown. By me knowing about it, im as much a part of the problem as everyone else i suppose.

Kicking off europe earlier than expected. Not loving london. may 30 - barcelona, may 7 amsterdam then berlin, prague spain and down to south of france. Will be home late may now i think. Who knows. Got work to do.

I my have missed the whole backpacker thing by a few years maybe. Or mayb just london backpacking. Im all for the party but i dont need to do it in underwear with writing on my body skulling a jug and fingering girls in rank pubs while singing living on a prayer.

Michelle and Chris' place is awesome.

Meeting up with some old friends this week, including Claire, who is engaged to a dude that (in this photo) looks a bit like me. creepy.




Seeing Nat too, who i havent seen in about 10 years. Should be random, but a bit of local london knowledge goes far im sure, shes been living here a while.

going to see united vs tottenham this week. Siked. Then next week its the champions league semi final at old trafford against arsenal. Will be calling bladam after the match..

Saw another man that looked like a hot woman. Shit is confusing, i miss simple gender defineable perth. No i didnt do anything, i just saw her/him. creepy.

london tube system is fucking amazing. best public transport system.

Im going to stop drinking for a few days, realised i have been out every night since i got to the UK.

Flights home are fucking expensive. Just checked. Damn.

will be calling danny from an airport begging for a flight home. Dejavu. Dejavoodoo.

going to lurk london tomorrow and take some snaps with the canon. It hasnt been out yet in the UK.

Hope everyone is livin.

see your asses soon enough.

your nobody till your talked about.

xoxo.

say goodbye to hollywood.

goodbye hollywood.


Leave this place in a couple of days, getting pretty siked on london.

Meeting this dude at the airport


then this dude is coming to hang out


I will see this girl for the first time in over a year


i get to go see this


with this guy


and just after i touch down i get to see these guys



do this



hopefully i dont get stabbed by these dudes




and also get to hang out with a bunch of family and friends that i havent seen in a looooong time.

Went out to a place called Bardot the other night. Pretty damn swank. Got very drunk with some friends that i am going to be very sad to leave behind. Ah well, facebook and messenger should keep us in touch, and besides, im sure ill be back in LA pretty soon. Got some thinking to do i spose.
I was rocking a pretty B grade mo and a pose that made me look like a super villain on said night. Heres some shit that popped up on the net of Jacob, andrew, Yoshio, Luke, Joanna, Yvonne and I. Great fucking people, they are all a part of dim mak (or married to part of dim mak, or the sister of someone who is married to a guy that is a part of dim mak.. you get the point) Regardless, didnt get to spend as much time as i would have liked with this lot, time flies i spose but, i dunno. fuck it, heres photos.






Hit up Bamboozle fest in Irvine on Sunday with brooke and kurt.
It was pretty much soundwave for California. Really jus wanted to see the bronx and thrice, ended up seeing some band whose name i dont know absolutely kill it. But i dont know their name, so i guess nobody wins. Anyway, it was exactly what you would expect only worse. People taking posing for photos to a whole new level over here. I watched this LOSER kid hold a pose for a good minute and a half while his mate tried to suss out the camera. People kept walking between the camera and the subject and the guy was getting so pissed off that when the person had gone past he would pull up his finger at their back. Dude was tough as shit. Glad he didnt turn on us.

This guy was there. Anything i could ever do in my life couldnt make me this cool. I guess you have it or you dont, and this guy my friends, has it.




bronx killed it, dudes were drunk as shit though, only about 50 people watching and 2 idiot hardcore dudes thought it would be cool to start a circle pit and attack everyone. Managed to nail one of them pretty hard but it sort of ruined my viewing experience. If you like the band Emmure, your brain capacity is around that of a small monkey. Im all for hardcore, but dumb arian looking motherfuckers grunting to a constant breakdown is about as much fun as analising vomit.

Saw I AM GHOST play too, for about a minute and a half. band would have suited a better name, like, I am Old, or, I am wearing makeup with my old friends, I am in a shit band wearing makeup, I am creepy for being old and playing to 12 year old girls.

fuck music is in a bad state at the moment.

Having drinks tonight at Cinespace for my going away from LA thingo. Spewin im gunna miss this next week, to add insult to injury I had to change the lineup on the flyer about 90 times. Thanks Bryan, asshole. (i know americans dont get sarcasm, so i do actually like u, asshole)



oh yeh when i got here i wanted to party at the Dim Mak clubs and all that, now the thinktank logo is allover their shit, like herpes. if you come to LA, go party at anything they are involved with cos it is bad ass.

speaking of which, my Japanese friend Yoshio is about to be famous cos this is who he is, he is sort of like a legit japanese version of borat.

chequieee


GOOD JOB YOSHIO Show- Episode 1.1 "People Poo Poo For Me" from Dim Mak TV

Havent had a redbull for 2 days. it seems that eating breakfast is actually a good source of energy. Thanks for that brooke.

Kurts new place is dope, but its sort of in the hippiest area in the world. Sometimes you sort of realise u are an asshole, i have met a bunch of crew there and they are super nice to me, but i cant help but dislike them. I mean, dudes all live in this area that everyone knows is the indi capitol of LA, they become "starving artists" and do shit like, wear old clothes, talk about poetry, sit outside a cafe all day and make no reference to anything even remotely contemporary at all. ever. I got an idea, how about I live in Silverlake, start writing poetry, sit around talking about obscure indi bands that no one ever liked at the time, and stop working. That way i could be a starving artist (cool as shit) because my poems arent taht good. I wonder what would happen if someones poems actually ended up being good... They might get rich, then wat the fuck would they do with all the cans they have been collecting to pay the rent.

Im really not that judgemental.

Heres some new photos of kurts place anyway.

It has rooftop access.












Well this will probably be my last post about LA so yeh basically, it has been awesome fun. I have been homesick and worried about home situations, however I have had an amazing time. It occured to me that most of my close friends probably read this (cos u have no lives) so im really not going to have to tell any stories about my trip when i get home.

Trying to suss if i can afford to go to Tokyo on the way back in june, should be able to make it happen.

well im pretty much out of steam, cant really think of much to say. Oh except

99c store, amazing.



thats right, 2 of the best nba videos ever, on one dvd. for 99 cents.

ay may zing.

oh we jsut did the graphics for the new sneaktip showroom too

check it out



check out their site too, marlon is good people sneaktip

hope everyone is well.

viva la revolucion.