Tuesday, December 29, 2009

just thinking..

You know when you start to think your life is becoming completely ludicrous, and you begin to piece parts of your life together and slowly understand why the people around you find you and your life humorous?
When you think, finally things are starting to look up for you. Then something happens, then before you can blink, it's gone?
When you begin to question others around you, their behaviour, their words, them as humans.. then begin to question yourself, your surroundings, your words, your behaviour..?
When you finally have a clear vision in life, and are certain about everything; then one day you wake up so confused, so uninspired you throw that all away then back to square one?
When you thought you made the right decisions about people, then slowly come to realise they were the biggest mistake you've ever made?
When your so intimidated by other people, and you don't know why, because your a confident person?
When you have stupid fears that get in the way of you living a life, and experiencing everything that is on offer?
and finally, you don't know why but, when you no longer feel like you..?

Friday, December 25, 2009

Ho! Ho! Ho!

Hey all,

First off, Merry Christmas.. I hope your day was far more exciting then my own.
I spent all day at my grandmothers house, which is never really fun.

Loren, your hair is horrible.
Loren, why are you wearing so much black?
Loren, don't make smart ass comments.
Loren, why don't you have a full-time job?
Loren, blah blah blah fucking blah.....

Whatever, doesn't really bother me anymore you learn to immune yourself from insults.
On a lighter note, new years eve... Thursday. How fast did 2009 go, my gosh.
It's a very good thing but, didn't really enjoy '09. I say BRING ON THE NEW DECADE!

New decade, new opportunites, new experiences, new art projects...
All sounds very very exciting. Speaking of new art projects, i need models who are willing to pose for me, partial or full nudity may be apart of the shoot, so be open minded.
My wife, Roxanne and I are producing a coffee table like book.
My photography, her writing.. there will be a blog about it shortly as well.
I shall keep you updated.
I'm off now, may watch Wayne's World or something...
Have a good christmas. :)

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


Sometimes I crave the urge to pull their hearts out, spit on it...step on it... Put it back in and watch them suffer and die slowly. Then throw my head back and laugh bitterly... Then walk away, mildly satisfied.

Friday, December 18, 2009


I want your body to fuck. You’re not going to get laid ever. Her boobs are perfection, yours not so much. His wang freaks me out. My hands are my only company. Is lack of company really the issue anyway? You have too many posters on your wall. I own too much art. Wait, too much art? I think he’s cute. His kid is pretty adorable too. I can’t believe they’re moving in together. He’s annoying. I wonder what you’d look like blonde. Did you actually want to fuck me that night? I miss your body. Not for anything really. Just miss it being there. I found love. Rubie, she has nice boobs too. I don’t love her cause of that. You’re not that shallow. Fuck! You’re pretty pathetic if that’s the soundtrack to your life. Spose that makes me kinda cool but. I don’t think she really liked you anyway; just wanted your body. Lacking experience, lacking excitement. Hey! Let’s all get naked. These earrings don’t go with this outfit. New Year has almost arrived. I wonder what it will bring her. She shouldn’t scratch her eyes out. It’s not that bad, gosh. I need new toothpaste. I like her new hair, makes you more confident, yes? I’d love to pose for you. I don’t think she’s worthy enough but. Stars aren’t glowing tonight. Dumb clouds. I don’t think she ever makes sense, doesn’t matter but, I don’t care, because they don’t care. Does she care? What? Stop tormenting me. I’ll throw my phone away soon. Thinking about it now, she wants my body to fuck, I know it...

Thursday, December 17, 2009

they'll be saying whos TR?

Looking for people who are willing to pose for me to do some 'Terry Richardson' style photography. That's all really. interested? email: loren.palombo@hotmail.com.


49 isn't that old is it? So it isn't wrong that i've developed a crush. He listens to metal, he likes to drink, and makes dirty jokes. he can talk your ear off and wears funky shoes. I like his pink floyd shirt and his skinny jeans. I don't mind his grey hair, and semi-coke bottle glasses. There is something different about him, i can see why his wife likes him. He isn't the most attractive man, but not everyone can be a Johnny Depp. Just realised, this isn't a real crush. It's just me finally meeting a man. A man worthwhile talking to. I can never have him, nor do i want him. I think thats why this works. His the man in red, and i'm just his little helper.

Friday, December 11, 2009


I would say that ninety percent on my days were not on this planet, not physically of course, even though that would be nice. I never seem to like reality, whatever that is. I would prefer to day dream on things that I don’t have, or the way I wish things were. I don’t know why, I’m sure that would lead to depression or something normally but for me I think it keeps me sane. Or closer to sane anyway. I always like to imagine that I am important, and really wanted, and without me people around me wouldn’t be able to go on. I don’t think that’s horrible, I just think I have some stupid desire to always feel needed and wanted. I think I had always perceived my-self as someone else, something better, which is why I day dream to make my ‘reality’ more tolerable. Something like that anyway.


You were perfect in every sense. You made me smile, laugh and even have butterflies. Remember when we sat on that park bench staring at the water, it was silent; all you could hear was the birds and the wind through the trees. You moved your hand up my thigh, past my crotch, onto my stomach and held me really close to you, I didn’t tell you this but you made me so nervous. I always felt you staring at me, smiling; then when I looked at you you’d kiss me and look down in embarrassment. I liked the way you held my hand, tightly. I liked the way you would stare at me as if you were suddenly in love. I liked the way you made me quiver every time you touched me. Now that you don’t speak to me anymore, and I don’t even know why I’ve had time to ponder. I feel empty inside now, all the time. You should have stayed; I think I was falling in love with you, a beautiful stranger.


Tonight I cried. I sat alone on my front driveway watching the fireworks. I don’t know why I felt so down, they were beautiful. I felt over whelmed; I was sitting alone, in the dark no-one special to enjoy the moment with. I looked back at the stars, not many out there tonight; spose there was too much light. They all looked so lonely. I think they were sympathising with me they saw me from above, staring into the distance. By this time I wasn’t even watching the fireworks anymore, just looking at the colourful sky. I want to be with the stars, peaceful. All I hear now is sirens, and kids carrying on. I don’t like this; I’m sure where the stars are its calmer, more beautiful... feels like I have to wait forever to get there.

Saturday, December 5, 2009


Love is nothing, it is just a word that we as humans put meaning to. I’ve never experienced this word; I don’t think I have anyway. Everyone that surrounds me has, I’m sure of it. I don’t care if they say they haven’t they are lying. I don’t think I am actually capable of love, or being loved. Tried and failed way too many times. I think that’s why I have given up, I don’t give a shit that I’m “only 19” fuck you all. I know how I feel all the time, lonely and insecure. No-one can tell me otherwise, I’m going to die alone, substituting cats for kids. My friends were right. I’ll leave this place holding a photograph I had taken close to my heart of my eleven cats, not even a smile on my face just a blank expression, similar to the one I have right now writing this. That way people would know that no-one had ever loved me, I had come close to it at one point, but it had gone as quickly as it had come. I shouldn’t worry, love is nothing anyway, remember Lola... Nothing.

Sunday, October 25, 2009

body parts is what i love

well hi there all, who would like to be apart of art??

If you answered yes then please listen up.

I am currently working on an artwork for an exhibition coming up in December with two of my friends. (Invitation will be posted soon) i am in search of images, just snapshots of body parts.. i dont care what body parts they are (yes! people's genitals are welcome) your faces won't be in the artwork unless you send me an image like that. elbows, toes, armpits, knees, stomach, breasts, finger nails... crazy shit.. i need it all..

send images to:
(by the 21st of November please)


All contributions would be muchly appreciated. If you send me an image, i will send you an invitation so you can see your lovely images on the wall.

Hope to hear from some peeps soon. :) :)

Thanks, Loren.

Tuesday, October 6, 2009

Sunday, October 4, 2009


I wonder if i'm capable of being loved?

Sometimes, i feel totally undesirable.. Why is that i wonder?


I always wonder if one day i'll have an epiphany and know exactlly what everything i think, feel, see, smell, taste, touch is. I don't know whether or not i want to know all the answers. Would i be disappointed? Shocked? Exasperate? Thrilled? Whatever ..

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

Climate Weather

Western Suburbia: 6:00am
The weather should not be like this.
The skies should not look like this.
We have delayed enough.
Change now!

Saturday, August 29, 2009

What if it were all illuminated?

What if it were all illuminated? If our main purpose in life was not to really pro-create; just purely exist? Exist as just a pure aesthetic no purpose, no real identity, just a computer programmed to roam around a world that has been created by something or someone in a parallel universe. Would it be a parallel universe? A parallel universe is described as a hypothetical set of multiple possible universes, including our own that together comprise all of reality. Reality, what is real? And what is not? How do we decide? Can we decide that ourselves? Reality is described as "the state of things as they actually exist." If everyone were to see different perceptions of “reality” then the state of things as they ‘actually exist’ is purely subjective, and wouldn’t mean the same thing to every other human being. We see the colour red, as being red, because that is what we are told it is. Were told two comes before three but after one, who decided that? And how was that conclusion met?

What if one could find a gateway into another realm, and discover that it is possible to live multiple lives whilst being completely oblivious to it in one’s “reality”? Does that perhaps explain Déjà vu? A brief moment in time that lapses with the alter universe or universes. Never does anyone have a logical explanation for déjà vu; one feels as if they know they have been there before, but where? When? Why? How? What if on purpose one was to make everyday exactly the same would the next day be déjà vu or not? Because one purposely had repeated the same tasks throughout the day, or is that in its entirety not possible because of destiny? What is destiny? ..................

There is more to my ramble.. i have it stored away in a place accessable only to the dark minded, and myself.. Does anyone else ever think the same way?

Let me know what you think.

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Everyday is exactly the same.

Brain overload.

Just read it.

Don't reply.

I don't want an answer to this question.

Nany reasons really.

One of which is i already feel i know the answer deep down.

The other, your opinion will lurk in my mind more then mine already does.

If our purpose for existence is to purely pro-create, then why are we all wasting our time to pursue dreams, and goals.. and let things like greed, and anger take over our beings?

enjoy today.

Saturday, August 22, 2009


See the polaroid on the table.. That photo sums up who i am, now, at nineteen! That photo shows probably one of the happiest days i've had this year. It shows us smiling, being together, youthfulness, everything about that polaroid makes me smile, and realise.. holy shit! I'm happy.... My two best friends, at our high school hang out, drinking our favourite drinks, and just hanging out.
The definition of being nineteen!

Sunday, August 9, 2009

just another sunday night..

I don't know what i was thinking when i painted this, but i had a strong interst with the female body tonight, and i decided to paint it. I just retured from a baby shower as well, so .. maybe that played a part in this artwork. No-one in my family likes this piece. However, i'd love to get everyones opinion on it.

Sunday, July 26, 2009

Today is Sunday.. The end of the world.

I know i havn't written in a while, and i apologize. I've been dying. But i'm much better now, so don't worry about me. I've gone back to TAFE, and I'm driving my new car.. nothing interesting has really happened. I photographed a wedding, a 1st birthday, did some studio shots and some in a cemetary... for more of that go to my DeviantArt: www.obscurphotography.deviantart.com/

Sunday, July 5, 2009

Saturday's Daily...

Happy 50th birthday Uncle Peppi. We celebrated saturday night with alot of booze, food, tape, pegs, family, and friends.. Never a dull moment in my life really.. Mood: Content.

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Thursday's Daily..

Renae, Roxanne, Sepeya(mispelt) and I went the city, to Studio W in Woolloomooloo to view a photography exhibition and eat Japanese food. Free wine, and cheese/crackers for all and interesting photographs. Another interesting night out with the girls. =]

Tuesday, June 30, 2009

Tuesday's Daily..

Today's photo shoot wasn't really about anything, but it turned out emotion was a big part of the images. all the images are on www.obscurphotography.deviantart.com/ please check them out, and comment.

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Thursday's Daily..

My newly decorated wall =] Lot's of ripping up magazines ended up giving me lot's of paper cuts, but i believe it's worth it.. It's not finished yet the wall, still got quite a bit to go... off to buy more magazines =]

Tuesday, June 23, 2009

Tuesday's Daily..

This is my 'Carribean' scented candle. It's lit everynight in replacment of my lights. Conserving energy, and it puts you in the mood for anything really.. =]

About that book i was reading 'Wetlands' I reccomend it to anyone. It's a very, very good book. I finished it within 24 hours, i was glued to the pages...

Sunday, June 21, 2009

Monday's Daily..

Look how blue the sky is, and how green the leaves are... Such a lovely day.. =]

Sunday's Daily..

I bought this book today, $30. I am quite hungover, and this page caught my attention, well.. so did the rest so far.. I'm looking forward to reading the rest. I'll let you know if it's worth reading when i'm done. =]

Saturday's Daily..

Saturday night party, twas my sisters birthday party. 6 bottles of red wine, 2 bottles of champange, and 2 bottles of home-made beer... it definetly was quite a night! Happy Birthday Sis! :)

Friday's Daily..

It's Friday, It's party time baby! Luigi agrees with me clearly...

Tuesday, June 16, 2009

The daily moment..

My CD Collection


This is Dan and I at the same party, I'm listening to him talk shit. I think we were talking about clocks and the concept of time, don't really remember.. Me and one of my best friends Renae! We were at a 20th party, laughing hysterically about something, we pretty much always look this demented in pictures. I love her <3
Yasmine and G's Engagement.
I did the photography for this engagement.
It was an eventful day. Lot's of food, lot's of people. All good fun.


Decipher, Sydney local metal band. Check them out.

This is just a sample of some of the photos I took that night as their official photographer.
was a good night, drinks, headbanging, photography, loud music, hardcore dancing .. All in a nights work really....