I really need a new category for when I go out. I can call the category “random nights” and then give a different title to the post.
Except for that I can’t think of another title which makes it overly difficult.
Okay… tonight was the opening of the Third Year Show at my old Uni, the National Art School. Basically, all the 3rd years graduating this year have their show on for the next week and their opening was tonight… last night… one of them.
So yeah… go see the show. Get off of your ass and see the show.
Anyway, I’m of the belief that you come and support your friends so I came and supported them… and I’ve got the pictures to prove it.
While stuff did happen tonight, I’m going to intersperse the images all throughout the text for once because really, I’ve got a lot of images that will probably make it into this post. I also have a lot of images that won’t but will be in a gallery on another part of my site so just read on or scroll to the bottom of this post (the post, not the blog) and you should see a link somewhere there.
Really, I’m not offended that you don’t want to read my blog. It’s probably too much information for you. You just want your pictures… [i]your[/i] pictures, damnit! Don’t worry that I slaved over a hot keyboard and trackball to bring them to you… never mind that I put minutes and minutes of blood, sweat, and tears so you could see how you look the day after you’ve drank half of Crown St’s liquor supply…
Right. I’ll shut up now and start. 😛
It was a pretty basic night to start with. I waited with Emily outside the Cell Block while Bernard droned on with his speeches. I shouldn’t actually say that. I don’t know if Bernard Ollis did drone on with his speeches this year. I know he went on for a while, but that’s not anything unusual for him so I’ll just skip that and say “Bernard droned on”. When the droning was done and people started to leave the Cell Block, Emily and I began to make our way inside.
It seemed underused. Not really sure if I can say anything else. Yes, the Cell Block had sculptures in it… but that was it. Compared to last uses of the Cell Block Theatre for art exhibitions with paintings and ceramics and printmaking and photography and whatnot… this year felt dry and empty with sculpture being the only visible art existing in the place short of the overly shiny floor. I know they have the new gallery with which to show their art in… but it still felt… [i]too[/i] empty.
We met up with Damo who was cool but was already out of digital film. Bit of a shame that. I offered to lend him one if he needed but he didn’t want it. Probably a good thing. The only spares I had were 256mb’s and we used for my DS for music and whatnot, but I can easily spare a card for him.
[i]Hey, it’s Damo![/i]
I started to walk around and was asked to take [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/]a few photos[/url] and ended up getting shots of my friends like Jane and Adele who each won prizes for their art which is just simply grand.
[i]Jane & Adele each won prizes and were both thrilled from the beginning until the end of the night (so they should be)![/i]
Emily didn’t stay all that long. She’d already seen the works from around the place, so she left not long after we’d met up with Damo. I, however, went to fund my buddy Ferdie who was near his work.
Ferdie doesn’t seem to like being in pictures very much. Try as I might to take a photo of Ferdie, he’ll put his hands above his face, give me his back… it’s a shame that I have to resort to the trickery of the pre-focus and then calling his name to get shots of him.
[i]Ferdie in front of his work.[/i]
But Ferdie didn’t take long before he felt that desire to go find his friend-who-is-a-girl and will probably-become-his-girlfriend somewhat soon. So I started wandering around again to see if anyone wanted their picture taken as well as [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0472.html]meeting up with people I knew[/url].
[i]Left: Asha and her man; Right: Leah and her man.[/i]
At one point, I found one of my close friends Katherine waiting around. I even got some arty shots of her.
I think they’re arty, and like the third years soon will have, I’ve got a degree in the bloody field… so even if you don’t think they’re arty, they’re still arty. So there.
I even caught up with Natalie from printmaking who I used to have a big crush on (but ssshhh!!! don’t tell her!!!) and who, while she’s incredibly beautiful, doesn’t seem to like pictures being taken of her… which is a shame. (Maybe she just doesn’t like pictures taken by me… who knows really… )
[i]Shell (Michelle maybe) and Natalie having a ciggy while I try to take some Levi’s-esque shots.[/i]
There was a bit more talking and chilling [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0449.html]and photo taking[/url]. I met up with Sian (who I also was fond of) and Tim (who I didn’t want to shag) and a fair amount of other people and one of the librarians who was also a bassist and we got to talking about bass playing before we parted ways as we headed down to The Dolphin Bar.
The Dolphin Bar is one of those names that automatically bugs me, however.
I expected dolphins. I wanted dolphins. I can’t imagine a less fitting name than “The Dolphin Bar”.
Seriously… where the hell were your bloody dolphins, The Dolphin Bar?
You must have a strange definition of the word “dolphin” to call yourself “The Dolphin Bar”… unless of course you call overcharging for drinks under the term of “dolphin” in which case, “The Dolphin Bar” matches…
Anyway, at The UnDolphin Dolphin Bar, I chatted with [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0508.html]Jacky[/url], one of Kieran’s friends from the Blue Mountains who was a nice girl (I wonder if she caught her train…), as well as [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0516.html]some random girls[/url] from photography who had just finished as part of this Third Year class.
I also got to see Kieran and Ann-Marie do a tequila shot.
[i]The “before” and “after” of what a tequila shot looks like if it’s being taken by Ann-Marie and Kieran.[/i]
Me, I’m not a big fan of tequila shots. Hell, I’m not a big fan of shots. Aside for the small gullet I’ve got (runs in the family), I prefer to taste my drinks. I know that tequila comes from cactus, but hell, I don’t mind the flavour. You get used to it. Why ignore the flavour and down the fucker so you can’t feel anything else?! Just seems like a waste to me.
And then I went around and started taking pictures and seeing random people. Not “seeing” seeing them… I’m not that lucky, as life would present me evidently, but rather seeing them around the place, the old “How are you?” and whatnot, and then taking their pictures. I took pictures of [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0552.html]Alice and some girl[/url] I’d never met and then more people I’d never met and probably never will.
I saw Jane and Adele again and then sat down with [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0561.html]Jane & Ben[/url] and also Natalie and Shell (?… still confused about what her name is…) and then saw a very attractive girl who seemed sad… quite sad… and probably lonely from the look of it… neither of which is good. [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0568.html]Her name was Emma.[/url]
[i]Emma & Jane in a nice shot together.[/i]
[url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0572.html]Emma was gorgeous[/url], but like most of the people from that night who I didn’t already know, it’s unlikely I’ll ever see her or them again. Fact of life… not a nice one… but one regardless.
The UnDolphin Dolphin Bar closed at midnight. Kind of a waste, especially since people were getting into [url=https://www.leighlo.com/random/parties/2006-11-30-ThirdYears/pages/DSC_0556.html]the intoxicated vibe[/url] from their overpriced drinks just as the place decides to shut their doors. So we all clamor up and move out… and head to The Gaslight, what is considered the new local for NAS people.
In my year, we’d head to the Judgement Bar above the Courthouse Bar (across from the courthouse in Darlinghurst). We’d started to head to the Darlo Bar, mind you. The next year, it became the Green Bar. This year, it’s become The Gaslight. Changes every year.
At The Gaslight, I met a few people of whom finished in this third year that I’d never met before. And some were even Jewish! Now how the fuck did that happen?! There were virtually no Jews (not like that matters a whole lot to me) in my year at Uni and I was the only one in my Photography year, but here in their group, there were at least 2… and more… and… whoa… they’re hot too. Sorry, did I not mention the fact that the Jewish girls were hot.
Well, here’s the one in question that I got to talking with who actually lives near me… strangely. Her name is Mimi.
[i]From left to right: Danny from Melbourne, Mimi, and another girl whose name was never mentioned to me. Or if it was… I can’t remember it.[/i]
Mimi was hot. And Danny was funny. Both probably still are, mind you. I’m just using past tense because… well… because I am. Shit, don’t ask me questions like that. You’re going to mess up my whole line of thinking or unthinking or nonthinking or thinking-without-parameters or something.
[i]Did I mention Mimi was hot?[/i]
Mimi told me that apparently I shouldn’t bring my DS around if I want to get girls. Who knew? Certainly not me. I’ve been asking people to tell me this sort of crap for ages. Shit, seriously… who knew?!
I shared a cab back with Mimi and Danny as they headed back to Bondi at around 1.30 in the morning. They were heading to another party even though Danny was bloody tired. It was nice meeting them and I hope I meet them again sometime soon.
That was the night. I already know I’m going out on Saturday night with my friends to the Cross for Dee’s birthday. No longer “random nights” as a subject title. I guess I really do need a full fledged category. I probably also need a full fledged job that actually pays so I can have more of these “random nights” or random-esque or whatever.
By the way… I took a shot of myself when that hot girl with the stunning face (that’s Emma, by the way) put some glasses on me back at The Dolphin Bar. Not bad, though I think I’m going to have to find a way to saw off my double chin. I’m feeling a little flabby upon seeing that.
[i]Whoa! Man In Black![/i]
Oh, and in case you didn’t actually read my blog or you did and you missed the reference to “a few photos” with the link (or any of the other links for that matter), here’s the direct link to the gallery of images from last night. 🙂