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About Me

27 year old photographer, english born and bred in the wonderful area of county durham, england known as willington. now i live in Bogota, where i teach proper geordie english shaping the minds of young colombians for future trips to the toon. i spend my time hanging out with jacky boy aka vaudville villain eating toasties and kicking his buttocks at marvel vs capcom. i enjoy cheese and chocolate on a regular basis and one day hope to be a rich and famous photographer, or johnny depps pants im not too fussy......

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My Interests

i love photography and film. i like writing, stories and poems that i use together with my photos. playing xbox, reading, watching cartoons, playing guitar and sleeping.

I'd like to meet:

JOHNNY DEPP AND SLASH.

Music:

tool, system of a down, machine head, the cure, siouxsie and the banshees, sepultura, fear factory, soundgarden, faith no more, joy division, the smiths, misfits, dead kennedys, current 93, nurse with wound, sisters of mercy, nine inch nails, david bowie, jonny cash, the question, cradle of filth, jefferson aeroplane, love, gary numan, deftones, brujeria, downset, life of agony, alice in chains, jeffrey lewis, death in june, legendary pink dots, devin townsend, pantera, portishead, antony and the johnsons, baby dee. you get the picture....................
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Movies:

hellraiser trilogy!!! willy wonka and the chocolate factory the wizard of oz clerks kill bill edward scissorhands beetlejuice fear and loathing in las vegas eraserhead braindead bad taste evil dead the city of lost children ed wood monty python and the holy grail the life of brian spunwim wenders ingmar bergman david lynch tim burton

Television:

SPONGEBOB SQUAREPANTS, FAIRLY ODD PARENTS, BULLSEYE AND THE CRYSTAL MAZE. LOST!!! fuck yeah!

Books:

kerouac, huxley, hunter s. thompson, orwell, any horror, sci fi, philosophical.

Heroes:

jonny depp, slash, dimebag R.I.P, batman, tim burton, joel peter witkin

My Blog

happy birthday to meee!

Today is another birthday and a new beginning. this year has been tough as life generally is but from today I decided to start all over again. the past is the past. i recieved the keys to a new place ...
Posted by sarahfin on Sat, 29 Sep 2007 05:12:00 PST

parable

Blasphemer they cried In a silent tomb With the blood of their forefathers Running strong Like a current of tumultuous waters Raging against the shore They swore to the skies for revenge. And the cl...
Posted by sarahfin on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:36:00 PST

presence of absence

Poisoned by my own meandering mind A million thoughts compress my fragile skull Until a dull ache forms between my eyes I try to squeeze out the residue But I cry dry tears. I know what is coming Thro...
Posted by sarahfin on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:40:00 PST

la perserverancia

She held onto the dream with a deathlike grip Afraid that it would dissipate Like the grains in an hourglass Carried away in the breeze. It was her only memory of him Untouched, whole and pristine Fro...
Posted by sarahfin on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 12:39:00 PST

an overview of an october day in bogota

a beautiful woman wipes away her tears as the street performer passes by with a smile tipping his hat for some coins business suits and business lunches as the amputee calls out for his hunger the s...
Posted by sarahfin on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 03:06:00 PST

birthdays and broken dreams

well it got to that time of year when you turn from one year to another. this one was a particularly reflective one. in another world, another existence with only a few people around to celebrate your...
Posted by sarahfin on Mon, 02 Oct 2006 08:00:00 PST

the only way to travel......part two

The Only Way to Travel?...Time to change, a different station in the journey, an unfamiliar one a mere stop gap in the eventual destination. At least here I can breathe that cold air I desired from th...
Posted by sarahfin on Sat, 13 May 2006 11:53:00 PST

the only way to travel......part one

The Only Way to Travel........I don't even know what time it is. All I know is the stale air of the carriage filling my lungs inducing lethargy. A dull ache spreads across my forehead as my body needs...
Posted by sarahfin on Sat, 13 May 2006 10:08:00 PST

an update of life outside my own

seeing the world today for what it really is. we all go on existing, like ants on the ground aware of our bodies, our fragility all feeling lost and hopeless in this flesh but knowing we cant do anyth...
Posted by sarahfin on Wed, 29 Mar 2006 11:50:00 PST

on a more sombre note..........another saturday night in Bogota

We speak without wordsOur companionship is languageIn a heavy silenceWe fall into our ownMinds of madnessWhat occupies the other's mind? As we sit beside each otherAs the last minutes before sleepEbb ...
Posted by sarahfin on Sun, 05 Mar 2006 11:35:00 PST