...whilst it may seem from the cavernous silence that we have dropped off the bloggosphere, nothing could be further from the truth. We have been grinding our little designing fingers to the bone. Here are some of our newest endeavours and creations.

DIGITAL KULCHA INTERACTIVE
I have launched digitalKulcha interactive as a more thorough look at digital kulcha's work and other stuff. So visit and let us know what you think.

LATEST CLIENTS

Duke Street Community House :: Sunshine :: Melbourne :: Australia

Self Preservation :: Melbourne :: Australia

LATEST EXHIBITIONS

Riad Maizie :: Marrakech :: Morocco

Chilled Views :: Big Chill Music Festival :: England

The Battle of Wellington :: Big Chill Music Festival :: England

let us know what you think...
cheerio for now
toul@

A shameless life long unrequited love affair with Leonard Cohen has not left me shattered, torn or bruised but uplifted and enraptured. For all you young folk (and all you fellow besottees) here is the great man for your enjoyment. Thanks Megstar for the link!

I have long debated whether reading Alice in Wonderland at a very young age has been a hindrance or a haven. Life was never the same after Alice's psychedelic tumble down the that tunnel, a tumble in which she took at least one prisoner: moi.

I have circumnavigated the new age movement (partaking in all its maddening cornucopia of offerings) most of my conscious adulthood only to arrive at quantum physics/mechanics that from my limited understanding speaks a familiar language.

Reading long tracts of scientific treatises gives me nose bleeds but I recently came across a production that uses a language I can almost understand. My understanding is helped because it includes pictures. "What the Bleep" was first released in 2004 and went on to become one of the most popular documentaries of all time. It felt appropriate that this Easter weekend I should resurrect it. Watching it teleported me down the rabbit hole of refracted in-sight, just as Alice had done all those years ago.

If you can get your hands on the extended version I recommend it. If not here is a short video from YouTube where you can also find a myriad of clips from the documentary.



May dear, dear Alice and her Mad Hatter be with you.
toul@

finding something to say on a regular basis is the modus operandi of blogs and bloggers...however, my efforts run to the very, very, very occasional...so in the absence of anything interesting to say (it's too darn hot in melbourne to consider anything apart from lying quietly in a shady corner to listen to my scottish friend sheila's brilliant compilation) i offer up some photos i took in december 07...




i've always had a thing about rusty crusty man made stuff entwined with mama nature's magic...



a trip to the arthur's seat maze in dromana was a revelation...so often we hear of famous places and because of their popular and commercial nature somewhere you dismiss it as a place to visit...one sunny december day my family decided to take the kids (that were bouncing off the walls in a futile attempt to banish boredom) on a long drive to tire the terrors out and to give the big people a moment's peace...we ended up at the arthur's seat maze...i felt like the proverbial goose for ever having dismissed it as a place to spend my precious time...the entire experince was quite wonderus...wondr seems to have disappeared from out daliy lexicon but this maze offered it up in spades...if you visit melbourne, make the effort to go down and have a look...you wont be disappointed...we even managed to impress the fussiest critics: the kids...



restricting information and narrowing into a particular detail can elevate the ignored to the noticed...a walk in central melbourne unveils vingettes of big city splendour...



someone's rubbish is a photographer's pleasure...it poses questions...why did someone throw this out? what where they thinking at the time? what role did this now piece of trash play in the life of a family? was it a source of pain or pleasure? was it once an item of beauty?




it is a challenge for a walker to make their neighbourhood walks interesting and sustained but being accompanied by a camera forces you to frame the world differntly...the everyday and mundane are transformed into a mini-tale...a blade of grass is a story of color and shape and contrast and new wonder...