itsloren

brand spankin' new

2011-05-14T03:41:00.000-07:00

starting a new blog soon.

i'm going to make a photography book out of the same concept.

enter it in a competition.

probably lose.

oh well.

stay tuned.

i'll create it when i actually have spare time.

I wrote this on the train, it was all my thoughts, and the music I was listening to.

2011-05-02T21:26:00.000-07:00

Central station.

You feel like the beginning of your day was a waste of your time.

Redfern.

You feel un-easy; maybe it’s the stomach bug?

Newtown.

It’s the lifestyle you want.

Stanmore.

Lewisham.

David Bowie comes on, Lady grinning soul, you smile.

You think even though the morning sucked, Bowie is here.

Ashfield.

The Cure, Lullaby.

You feel like you’ve lost your quirkiness.

Croydon.

You suddenly remember the friends you lost, but didn’t really ‘loose’

Burwood.

Spider man is having me for dinner tonight.

You feel like you’re loosing faith.

You start to see the difference in surroundings.

Strathfield.

You see a sign you’ve never noticed before

“Smart critiques, stupid creates” you wonder why it’s there.

You start to question the direction of your own life.

Nirvana, Lithium.

You start remembering that you are cool.

Homebush.

Bending railroad, a magnetic strip that keeps us upright.

Always makes you feel anxious.

There’s always that moment when everything feels like it stops in the world

Just for a second

Just like the train, then it continues on like nothing.

Arrive Flemington.

No Doubt, Are you happy?

You pass a familiar cemetery; you look away. You’re overwhelmed.

Lidcombe.

Jefferson Airplane, High Flying Bird.

You feel as high as that bird.

Auburn.

“The only way to fly is to die”

You suddenly get the “oh lord I’m going to die blues”

You pass Clyde.

Bowie, Fame

Your mind clears, only cause you’re now singing on the train.

You’re now at Granville.

Doors closing please stand clear.

Parramatta.

The Cure, The Walk

Seems relevant at the time.

Waking up in the rain, perhaps it means something. It is raining.

“Visiting time is over…. So we both play dead”

One lady is coughing; you get paranoid.

She looks like death, you feel like death.

Flock of Seagulls, I ran.

Seven Hills.

You’re getting closer.

Things get weirder.

People start to stare.

You wonder what the rest of your day will be like.

Blacktown.

You realize these animals are your fellow men.

It saddens you.

Rooty Hill.

You were educated there.

Seems like a decade ago.

Again, you feel sad.

But there’s a feeling of enlightenment when you reach

Mt Druitt.

Odd, but it’s home.

Your ride comes, takes you home.

It’s warmer in the car.

Music changes, feels right.

Welcome to the Jungle, Guns n Roses.

wrote this about 2 years ago. inspiration Roxanne and Marek.

2011-03-08T16:46:00.001-08:00

speaking of..

live and learn.

lesbians.

jack daniels.

psych ward.

rehab.

bra and knickers.

perfume.

grow apart.

oxymoron.

80 year olds.

sms culture.

coffee.

cross dressing.

night rider.

he was so daft.

beauty fades.

dumb is forever.

no sex.

marriage is the longest conversation.

whores.

7 years.

only child.

douche bag.

conversations that go nowhere.

top 5 songs to..

going to venus.

bisexual.

double your chances.

art school.

melting pot of ideas.

blender.

mouse scum.

gigabite.

wire frame glasses.

ski goggles.

off the hizzay.

pusherman.

curtis mayfield.

drug movies.

exploitation.

altered states.

mexican tribe.

everyone's trip is the same.

isolation chamber.

shapeshifter.

dumpster.

nina simone.

drop of fresh water in an ocean of noise.

lilac and wine.

flock of seagulls.

red red wine.

prince.

gett off.

offensive.

dynamite.

german.

good times.

jeff buckley.

grace.

rolling stones.

no structure.

good night out.

cashews.

vegan.

darling nikki.

let's go crazy.

the backbone of..

chocolate and cheese.

sea creatures.

humour.

talking book.

i believe.

tarnish.

blue vinyl.

nirvana.

red vinyl.

nepal.

didn't take much.

Rasberry Beret.

i had the strangest dream last night..

Ideas, ideas, ideas

2011-02-17T20:36:00.000-08:00

Ah Lady Gaga and Terry Richardson.

So, i'm thinking of things to do with my photography. i'm thinking photo-zines. except i'm a little unsure as to how to go about that. If anyone has any idea, let me know!

Since project one for The Dice Group, SOOOOO many people want me to photograph them. it's awesome! so many different people, so many styles. should be really exciting!!

short blog this time. but next post should have more exciting stuff to say. :)

Project One

2011-02-13T22:14:00.000-08:00

So, The Dice Group did its first project last wednesday with Kara Palmieri. We did 6 shoots in the time span of about 5 hours. It was crazy. Our videographer wasn't able to attend these shoots unfortunately other wise we would have gotten some fabulous footage as well as amazing photos. Here are some photos from last week..

All photos were taken by myself. The studio in which i took three of the shots were at Natural Lights Photography. Danielle was kind enough to let me use her studio for those shots. :) Styling was done by Roxanne Groebel.

ga ga oh la la

2011-01-18T00:45:00.000-08:00

Okay, soo I lied. I said I would update you in the first few weeks of January and I didn't. I'm sorry. I looked at my blog several times and then had to go do something else. Very distracted.

So anyway, things are still in the planning process . But pretty much what is happening is Obscur Photography is going to have a different look to it, thats still a secret. The other thing is OP is branching out... Expanding... It's this thing called 'The Dice Group' it's going to be a collaborative of artists banning together to make art. As mentioned in my last post I need a whole range of people for this particular project. More will be told on The Dice Group soon. we all need to come together and discuss some stuff in more detail. Then I will let you all know the goss. If anyone is interested in being apart of The Dice Group contact me! You can be from anywhere around the world, as long as you're creative, we want you!

That's all for now. Will update soon. I have some sites for you all to visit. :-)

www.obscurphotography.com

http://twitter.com/#!/its_loren

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Obscur-Photography/80439133239

http://www.flickr.com/people/its_loren/

http://flavors.me/its_loren

changes

2010-12-10T14:51:00.000-08:00

2011 is going to be very different for Obscur Photography.

It's changing.

Something big is happening.

first few weeks of January there will be a blog post explaining it all.

List of things i need:

- Creative talents willing to devot their time, sweat and blood.

Whether you be a .....

- Graphic designer

- Painter

- Illustrator

- Sculptor

- Writer

- Photographer

- Film director

- Script writer

- Musician

- Model

etc etc

What do you think it could be?

I can never think of creative titles to write

2010-11-29T16:14:00.000-08:00

Well, i've got a little apple crazy. Bought my self and iPhone, then got myself an iMac (which i'm on right now) my mum got her self an iPad, and i'm now eating peanut butter on toast.

Today has been my only day off in like...nearly 10 days. I have another i think 7 more working days ahead of me, it's horrid. Being a slave to the corporate world.

I did go to kinukoniya the other day and bought my self two books; cause i think i deserve something. One was 'I lick my cheese' and the other 'How to be an explorer of the world' - I love them both. That book has actually inspired me, i've felt a little dead lately with my creativity, and inspiration. On a scale of one to ten i feel like i'm around the 2 possibly 3 mark. it's irritating. So if any of you know how to re-inspire me and get my creativity back to where it should be (1o) then i will be forever grateful. :D

Anyway, that was a little catch up on Loren's world. Photo shoots are coming soon. In the new year i'm going to be photographing through the ass! Everyone is just so busy lately, it's hard :(

But never fear, early, early, next year my website/blog/facebook/twitter AND the newly created ObscurTV will be going through a MAJOR re-invent and will tickle all of your fancies.

so, stay tuned. :)

- L

Yes! I write as well.

2010-11-19T02:46:00.001-08:00

Don't get too excited I'm not some epic writer like my amazing friend Roxanne Groebel.
I just write to make myself feel better. Tell me what you all think please. I haven't written in SOO long. But here it is.

Untitled.

she was sitting in her warm room that was lit only by the computer screen.
her boyfriend was lying on the bed half asleep ignoring the fact the love of his life is by the comfy chair sitting in nothing but her damp towel with tears running down her face.
he had made her feel unappreciated, and not worthy of his time. probably unintentional.
she was contemplating what life would be like if it were a movie. romantic comedy. only because her life doesn't contain action, fantasy, or horror. appropriate music would play on cue in the background, and there would be voice overs of what she really thought of a situation after she had just lied to somebody's face.
It would be a film that only ended when she had closed her eyes one last time, the last time she had smelt something sweet, heard her favourite song, and saw her wonderful man. The film would be entitled her name, in subtle letters nothing too bold, she wasn't anybody important. Just a person.
By this time her boyfriend is fully asleep, deep in some place that i guarantee is better than this place.
He snores pretty loud, but she doesn't mind. She kind of likes it, lets her know hes still here.
Sometimes she thinks she doesn't even need to hear his words to know what hes thinking about, or dreaming about.
He always looks so peaceful, it's nice. She feels that hes happier there than he is here. with her.
she wouldn't want to know what he's dreaming about. it would hurt to much.
She's probably overreacting. She does that a lot. She keep repeating over and over "no more fear, no more fear
i'm in love" Oh! Black Rebel Motorcycle Gang. You make her happy.
She always thinks shes dreamed him into life. But sometimes she thinks she forgot to fine tune the details.
She feels like she loved him before she met him, but that impossible.
she was very cynical about love before him, sometimes she admits; she still is. Maybe love really doesn't exist. Maybe she is tricked into believing it does. Maybe what she is feeling towards him is a very strong sense of desire and lust and some unknown connection. A force so strong it was given the word 'love'.
Ignore her. She believes in love. She tries to convince herself it doesn't exist, so she doesn't get hurt. Being with someone that a bond forms so strong that if she were to jump, he would be there to break her fall.
There's your movie. A movie about love, not some cheesy love story. Just love. What it means, and how people fall into it's beautiful, welcoming, desirable, sneaky trap.

In the spirit of halloween

2010-10-31T01:55:00.000-07:00

Well, for the southern hemisphere Halloween is in April rather than October.. According to my sister. However, this year i've decided to be kind and actually answer the door when little children came knocking for candy. It's rather Ironic. "Don't take anything from strangers" my mother always taught me, however halloween and christmas is the only time we can take candy from strangers, whether it be someone dressed as a ghost, a pumpkin or santa on Christmas.

Anyway, even though this has nothing to do with halloween (i tricked you) updates about Obscur Photography. We've gone all high-tech! We have created a YouTube channel.
Find it here: www.youtube.com/obscurTV

I've also decided to put a raincheck on my 70s theme inspired photo-shoot as everyone is working on that day, which is a bit of a bummer. I'm trying to get to the sunday.. 7th November. (which reminds me, i must text people!) This photoshoot will be my first 'behind-the-scenes.' on ObscurTV which is pretty exciting. April is going to be editing these short clips, as she is a film student and volunteered anyway :) So that's all happening very, very soon! Stay tuned peeps!

- L

Bad News

2010-10-27T20:38:00.000-07:00

It sucks, but I have to cancel my 6th November photo-shoot .. everyone is working :(
EVEN though i told everyone to N/A

So now, i'm gong to feel my creativity sink even lower..

This means, on the 6th November if anyone is free and wanting me to photograph them, let me know, and we'll organise something! :)

- L

6 months..

2010-10-12T19:16:00.000-07:00

6 months is too long for anything really..

too long without money
too long without sex
too long without food
too long without water
too long without a companion
too long with a companion
too long with the same hair cut
too long with smoking
too long without smoking
too long with face book
too long without face book.

the list goes on..

for me, it's been six months for many things... but the one thing I am definitely missing the most is:

Six Months: Without having a important conversation, with someone important in my life.

Makes me feel a little bit lost inside knowing that, I used to talk to people all the time about things that i thought were important, now it's all mindless chatter, and it gets quite boring.

So, I invite all of you to tell me what you have gone with or without for 6 MONTHS, why, and the effects of that!

- L

P.S Even if you lurk my page, or happen to stumble across it... FOLLOW me, and i shall return the favor. xx

Friday Images

2010-10-04T20:40:00.000-07:00

So the birthday boy (above in blue singlet) passed out at 11:30pm, 10 minutes after I left the party... He was told he had to wear a skirt to work today..... ;-)

Here are some other random images..

parties all around

2010-10-02T22:07:00.000-07:00

... BIRTHDAY GIRL ...

Long weekend, two 21st parties, thriller movies, mini meat pies and spring rolls... Sounds like fun doesn't it...

Here are some photos of my weekend. :-)

Images from Saturday above.
Friday images will be up shortly....

Ebay, A great place to share..

2010-10-02T00:35:00.000-07:00

EBAY! EBAY! EBAY!

Subwoofer and Amp for sale.
Check it out.
Totally, worth it.
<3

Quentin Tarantino

2010-09-28T20:35:00.000-07:00

"Check out the big brain on brad"

Mr Tarantino, such an amazing person. I'm in the process of writing an essay about Quentin for an assignment at uni, I have to sit and analyze the film and I just think the 'Breakfast Scene' is just so funny. (watch it here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f6csp2fZt2E)

I'm in need of assistance when deciding on another film to watch and talk about. I have to discuss why Tarantino is an important 20th century designer, and discuss his work.

So if anyone has ANY thoughts on another film I could possibly watch let me know.. I'm torn.
Here's a list of movies Quentin has made... wonderfully, i might add.

Best Friend's Birthday
Reservoir Dogs
Pulp Fiction
Jackie Brown
Kill Bill Vol 1 and 2
Inglorious Basterds

Also, just found out... Kill Bill Vol 3 was announced, and should come out in 2014.

PS. How cute is Quentin... ;-)

Why hello old friends...

2010-09-26T00:23:00.000-07:00

Something big is brewing, I can feel it...

Long time! Sorry guys that I haven't been around for like ever .. I have been updating websites, making Twitters, recruiting models... it's been busy.
With uni piling up, and all these personal projects happening it's no wonder i have neglected my poor little blog. Fear no more! For i am back, to stay. I'm going to be using this little space on the inter web to update all you lovely people of the progress I am making with all my projects and what not.

So to bring you all up to date....

I've recently been on the hunt for models for a 1950s inspired shoot, so if anyone is interested let me know.

I've also begun an internship at Romel Model Management, being an assistant model booker as well as observing photo shoots with actual professional photographers such as James Broadhurst ...

So it's been pretty hectic, and really fun. Stay tuned, I promise I'll be updating more often. *batters eyes lids* for the time being, I'm out.. I'm being anti-social.. :)

- L

Website!

2010-07-27T03:58:00.000-07:00

www.obscurphotography.com

visit it!!

- L

Other blogs..

2010-07-09T22:01:00.001-07:00

Hey guys,

I have another blog, just for my photography.
It's getting set up, it also leads to my deviant art page! :)

http://obscurphotography.blogspot.com/

enjoy.

-L

seventh heaven

2010-06-27T07:21:00.000-07:00

"The thrill of the erotic lies in the shadows, in the glimpse of a bare arm, the curve of a shoulder, a damp curl of hair at the nape of the neck.."

=]

2010-04-25T18:55:00.001-07:00

i stroke his face so i know he is real.
i feel his face is going to fade away.
like the universe is going to to magically remove him.
remove him from my life, from my memory.
When i look into his eyes i see he is happy
but there is always more, something unfulfilled.
i wonder if he thinks the same thing?
Does he think all of this is a dream, a life like illusion
that lasted for months, or is it all real?
Touching his rough hands makes me feel safe, whole, satisfied
when he interlocks his legs into mine
then intertwines his hands into mine
i then understand
it's real, it always will be.
i watch him sleep
i hear him breathe
i see into his eyes
i touch his skin
i smell the smell that is him
i taste his passionate kisses.
it's real.
the universe can't change that.

i love him.

dear stupid little book,

2010-03-26T04:52:00.000-07:00

This is a diary entry. I suppose you can call it.
My boyfried is out tonight.
asshole.
When did my job become to stay at home and end up role playing
a 1950's fucking house wife?
University is shitting me.
fuck.
Sometimes i feel it's so meaningless.
I'll end up some stupid, middle-aged cashier at coles or some shit.
Letting underage kids buy smokes and liquor.
Go! Fuck your lives up.
Go! Give your self liver or lung cancer
Go! get the fuck away from me.
jesus christ!
There has to be a word that describes someone who is not in poverty
But has no money.
Not really classed at 'poor' cause there is a roof over their dumb heads
But still can't actually afford to eat sometimes.
Or pay the bills on time, if at all.
Is that called "middle-class" citizens?
piece of shit!
Whinging about my life.
I'm 20 for fuck sake.
Health isn't too immaculate either.
Bonus? Meh.
Can't concentrate on anything. It's frustrating.
Listening to Green Day, thinking...
What it be like if my life was like a mixture of
'Party Monster' and 'Requiem for a Dream'
that's intense.
I wish i was apart of something radical.
Piss some people off.
Nope, i'm nothing.
I do nothing.
I'm sure i never really see anything.
Hear anything
Do anything
Taste anything
Smell anything
Feel anything.
It's all an illusion.
A worthless, pitiful illusion.
Everything i said doesn't really exist, does it?
That's what it's like to go mad..
Mad as a hatter?
Spose even he is a figment of my imagination..
fuck!
Pathetic, isn't it!

under the milky way tonight

2010-02-27T05:08:00.000-08:00

He has the softest touch.

and the most sensual kiss.
When he runs his hands all over my body

I get goosebumps all over.

My heart beats faster every time i see him,

touch him, kiss him.

When he said he loved me, my heart skipped a beat.

Hes the man i've been waiting for.

I want to spend all my time with him.

on me, in me.

touch me. kiss me. love me.

love me. love me. love me.

I am famous for my generosity.

2010-01-30T03:39:00.000-08:00

That's all i'll ever be to you isn't it.
Just, interesting.
I have the same relationship with everyone.
"You looked nice last night, i think you're interesting.. we should hang out more, what was your number again?"
You don't call.
We don't hang.
I move on.

HORSE PILLS

2010-01-21T17:48:00.000-08:00

Last night i had a dream that somebody loved me. He taught me how to love. But not to love him, to love myself. He was a lonely man, a face he described as 'that only his mother could love'. He was medium height, wore glasses, black frames suited his face, was caring and considerate.
People percieved him as a happy man, always smiling.. but only when people were around.
He was a painter, painted what he felt but never showed a single soul, only me. It was always dark and deep. He worked in a casual retail job to the bills, if he didn't work there he probably would have stayed at home all the time, that's where i met him, he smiled at me.
He's not with me anymore, he took his own life when i was downstairs making him tea. black, one sugar. Found him hanging from the bathroom roof, he had what appeared to be a half smile on his face, just like usual. I kissed the cold, hard cheek of his corpse, a single tear rolled down my face onto his arm, then into his hand. There was writing on his hand, just black ink. "lola, it's all yours. I'm happy, so are you. Dont cry for me, you didn't know me well enough. Love yourself, I love you." I woke up.
I went shopping today, i met Jonathon, he works at the local cafe, he smiled at me. He looks so adorable wearing his black framed glasses...

heaven knows i'm miserable

2010-01-21T17:40:00.001-08:00

How much soul searching does it take to figure out life? How many downs do we have to endure to get an up? How many times in our life are we allowed to feel genuinely happy? Is it distributed amongst everyone evenly, or does it go to a certain group of pathetic people who are deemed unlucky? Is that how the universe balances out, one half excel in life and feel amazing, and the other half feel like absolute shit and strugle their entire lives?

TO BE LOVED BY A FICTIONAL MAN

2010-01-03T03:35:00.000-08:00

Last night I dreamt about my first time. He was a stranger, but he loved me with his entire being. We met at a beach, around midday. I was eating a red apple and listening to The Smiths. His eyes were brown, matched his hair. He sat beside me, and smiled.
I woke up in his arms, he kissed my forehead and asked how I was; I said I was fine.
I went to the bathroom, saw my blood stained underwear. I smiled; finally, somebody loved my body. Cherished it, caressed it, and didn’t leave me for dead.
I lied down beside him again; it was silent for a long period of time. He kissed me softly on the lips and whispered something I couldn’t quite understand.
I woke up, dissatisfied.
I don’t have anyone that loves me, and I don’t like red apples. *sigh*

a brand new decade.

2010-01-01T04:21:00.000-08:00

so, happy new year all.

i hope your celebrations were a blast.

tell me stories of what happened to you last night

got your self in an awkward situation?

woke up next to the hottest/ugliest guy/girl ever?

had your stomach pumped?

whatever it is, let me know. need more inspiration.

2010 alot of art projects are coming up for me this year.
I'll keep you posted.

let's hope this year is 1000 times better then last.

get your creative juices flowing..

party hard, and be your own person.

just thinking..

2009-12-29T02:26:00.000-08:00

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..?

Ho! Ho! Ho!

2009-12-25T00:49:00.000-08:00

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. :)

-Loren

THEY ALL DESERVE IT

2009-12-22T16:34:00.000-08:00

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.

STORY OF HER LIFE

2009-12-18T05:25:00.000-08:00

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...

they'll be saying whos TR?

2009-12-17T20:24:00.001-08:00

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.

THE MAN IN RED

2009-12-17T18:42:00.000-08:00

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.

DAY DREAMER

2009-12-11T04:11:00.001-08:00

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.

BEAUTIFUL STRANGER

2009-12-11T04:09:00.001-08:00

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.

FOREVER IS TOO LONG

2009-12-11T03:57:00.000-08:00

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.

LOVE, WHAT IS THAT ANYWAY?

2009-12-05T19:30:00.001-08:00

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.

body parts is what i love

2009-10-25T05:05:00.000-07:00

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)

loren.palombo@hotmail.com

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.

.....

2009-10-15T03:54:00.001-07:00

self-explainitory, really.

Kurt Cobain

2009-10-06T06:06:00.000-07:00

Just a random tribute to Kurt Cobain. <3

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cotPold2mG8&feature=related

(Even though it's Micahel Pitt singing, still check it out)

sigh

2009-10-04T05:18:00.001-07:00

I wonder if i'm capable of being loved?

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

ponderland.

2009-10-04T04:42:00.000-07:00

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 ..

Climate Weather

2009-09-22T13:38:00.001-07:00

Western Suburbia: 6:00am
The weather should not be like this.

The skies should not look like this.

We have delayed enough.

Change now!

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2009-09-13T01:01:00.000-07:00

What if it were all illuminated?

2009-08-29T05:03:00.001-07:00

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.

Everyday is exactly the same.

2009-08-23T18:41:00.000-07:00

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.

Nineteen!

2009-08-22T01:44:00.000-07:00

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!

just another sunday night..

2009-08-09T06:34:00.000-07:00

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.

this is what makes me.

2009-08-05T23:32:00.001-07:00

my fan-fucking-tastic weekend.

Today is Sunday.. The end of the world.

2009-07-26T03:26:00.000-07:00

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/

Saturday's Daily...

2009-07-05T01:21:00.001-07:00

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's Daily..

2009-07-02T21:15:00.000-07:00

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's Daily..

2009-06-30T03:21:00.001-07:00

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.

Saturday's Daily

2009-06-28T20:43:00.000-07:00

MONSTERGALE - @ JOLLY FROG - 27/06/09

http://www.myspace.com/monstergale

Friday's Daily..

2009-06-28T03:15:00.000-07:00

Strange people + Cheap wine = One hell of a good night!!

Thursday's Daily..

2009-06-25T04:51:00.000-07:00

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's Daily..

2009-06-23T00:18:00.001-07:00

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...

Monday's Daily..

2009-06-21T22:48:00.000-07:00

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

Sunday's Daily..

2009-06-21T00:25:00.000-07:00

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..

2009-06-21T00:16:00.001-07:00

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..

2009-06-21T00:08:00.000-07:00

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

The daily moment..

2009-06-16T22:48:00.000-07:00

My CD Collection

Scrig-Scrog

2009-06-16T20:47:00.000-07:00

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

2009-06-16T18:34:00.000-07:00

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.

www.obscurph otograph y.de viantart.com/

2009-06-16T18:12:00.000-07:00

ABDUCTION - DECIPHER - 13/06/09

Decipher, Sydney local metal band. Check them out.
www.myspace.com/deciphermyspace

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

www.obscurphotography.deviantart.com/