My earliest memory is waking up somewhere that had plastic bars for walls. I believe it was a cot of sorts. Shortly after waking up, I climbed out.
At school I drift along, doing the bare minimum.
My first relationship was with a cat called Vandal. I was two and he was six. I pulled his tail. He scratched my face. We were good friends from then on.
I wish I'd never worn overalls.
My mother always told me "you can't eat it whole anyway."
I wish I had longer fingers.
My most humiliating moment is probably waiting in the wings, ready to pounce.
My happiest moment was fleeting. Moments like that come and go. Being in Italy lasted the whole two weeks. Thats pretty happy.
At home I cook easy mac.
My last meal would be Pringles, Lemon Lime and Bitters and coconut gelati.
My favourite gadget is my lomo fish-eye lens camera.
I'm very bad at handstands, remembering numbers and people's names, opening and closing doors...
When I was a child I wanted to be a marine biologist for a short time. Got over that quickly.
Friends say I am arty? Lentil-like.
The book that changed my life is probably yet to be written and/or read. I havent read many life-changing books I suppose.
It's not fashionable, but I love hiding in the children's section of the mornington library, with a packet of tim tams and a flat white coffee, making a huge mess and giggling like you wouldn't believe.
The song I'd like played at my funeral is the Band of Horses cover of The End's Not Near (although that's mighty depressing...but hey, it's my funeral).
If only I could write about myself without having to rip off a quiz from a weekend magazine. How original.
The hardest thing I've ever done was learn not to take notice of what people think of me.
The last big belly laugh I had was probably during lunchtime.
What I don't find amusing is the cruelty school-children submit one another to, and also Australia's Funniest Home Videos.
Cat or Dog? Dog, most definitely. Cats are snobs.
My favourite work of art isThe Cryptic Butterfly by Suling Wang. That, or the classic Girl With A Pearl Earring by Vermeer or pretty much anything by Renoir, or Klimt for that matter. His portrait of Sonja Knips is mesmerising.
If I were a car I'd be constantly running out of petrol, and probably a bomb that's been hand painted several times.
I'm always being asked if I'm from Sweden.
You can find some of my work ..here I dont go on there that often but a lot of my photos end up there.
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