• New blog, same as the old blog

    This’ll be a little confusing but bear with me.

    When I originally started using Tumblr It was purely to post photo’s to my Lunchtime Lens blog. At the time my personal blog was hosted over at Blogger but having used Tumblr for a while I  decided that I’d move it to Tumblr as well. This decision was mainly motivated by Tumblr’s sense of community. Following others blogs seemed far simpler than other blogging platforms and the liking/reposting facility is a positive boon. The problem with the rebloging thing was that whenever I did like or rebolg from someone else, Tumblr showed that It was Lunchtime Lens that had done so. This was  because LL was my first, and therefore main, Tumblr blog. As I say, confusing. So Im taking steps to rectify that.

    Which means creating a new account. I’ve moved all my posts over to the new url (although Tumblr seems to have issues with posting them in order). The new blog is identical to the old with just the odd tweek here and there.

    So to cut a long story short the new url for my blog is:

    http://mickstatham.tumblr.com

    I hope that my regular followers, that’s you, will join me over at my new, yet familiar, blog. I’m in the process of following you all from my new home so I’ll see you there.

    Go on, you know you want to ;)

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  • Alyssa Monks creates wonderful, if a little creepy, large scale painting. Not sure I’d have one in my home but they do have quality that draws you in and engulfs you, must like the fluid engulfs the ’victims’ in the paintings.

    Alyssa Monks creates wonderful, if a little creepy, large scale painting. Not sure I’d have one in my home but they do have quality that draws you in and engulfs you, must like the fluid engulfs the ’victims’ in the paintings.

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  •  I’ve toyed with the idea of getting a tattoo for years. I haven’t because a) I’m a coward b) I wouldn’t be able to choose a design that I’d be 100% happy with and c) I’m a coward. This chap, on the otherhand, has none of those problems.

    (oh, and for the Brits reading, it isn’t this Russ Abbot)

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  • Need a pixelated camera illustration? Need it now? Well this chap might just have the one you’re looking for. The Camera Collection “A collection of 100 pixelated camera illustrations for anybody to download and use in whatever way they see fit”.

    Need a pixelated camera illustration? Need it now? Well this chap might just have the one you’re looking for.

    The Camera Collection

    “A collection of 100 pixelated camera illustrations for anybody to download and use in whatever way they see fit”.

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  • Was looking for something else when I stumbled across this, a map of Chislehurst from 1838. There is nothing particularly remarkable about this, just liked the map. Never been there either.

    Was looking for something else when I stumbled across this, a map of Chislehurst from 1838. There is nothing particularly remarkable about this, just liked the map.

    Never been there either.

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  • I’ve been using Twitter for a while now, since June 26th 2009 to be exact. Prior to that I’d dabbled with Facebook. Yesterday though, I made the decision to make my Facebook account dormant. Perhaps it’s just me. Perhaps I don’t know how to use FB properly. Or perhaps I’m just in the wrong demographic (as I’m no longer between 20 an 29). Maybe I just don’t have enough friends. Truth is I find Facebook a bit, eh, creepy. The privacy options are a little convoluted to say the least. I found that keeping out unwanted guests was nigh on impossible. I really don’t want to receive ‘connect’ requests from folks I’ve not laid eyes on for years. Seriously, facebook, if that was the case, I’d use the damn phone. Twitter, on the other hand, is a bird of a different feather. Much to my surprise I took to it like a duck to water (I’ll try to keep the bird references to a minimum). I follow a few people and a few of those follow me back. It feels like a small community, an exclusive club of like minded individuals. In my case those individuals are, on the whole, comprised of artists, designers, movie critics, parody tweeters, oh, and Jonathan Ross. Twitter allows as much or as little interaction as the user requires at any given moment. Some times I’ll chat, but mostly I’ll just read and post. Those 140 character snippets can often act as a form of therapy. You know, when you just need to get something off your chest but you’re not up for a full blown conversation. Like, when I’m at the day job and things are about to hit the fan, you know what I mean? Which brings me to this last two weeks. The powers that be over at the day job suddenly, without warning or consultation, descided that, in the intrests of productivity, all mobile phone are to be turned off. It’s been a heck of a couple of weeks. I almost feel like my right arm has been cut off. My index finger, right hand, at any rate. I feel like I’ve lost my sounding board. And it shows, I’ve become a right grumpy so and so. I’ll still sneak off for a quick read and perhaps a furtive post, but it’s just not the same. Facebook, I can live without but a day deprived of Twitter makes Mick a very dull boy.  @e_memory

    I’ve been using Twitter for a while now, since June 26th 2009 to be exact. Prior to that I’d dabbled with Facebook. Yesterday though, I made the decision to make my Facebook account dormant.

    Perhaps it’s just me. Perhaps I don’t know how to use FB properly. Or perhaps I’m just in the wrong demographic (as I’m no longer between 20 an 29). Maybe I just don’t have enough friends. Truth is I find Facebook a bit, eh, creepy.

    The privacy options are a little convoluted to say the least. I found that keeping out unwanted guests was nigh on impossible. I really don’t want to receive ‘connect’ requests from folks I’ve not laid eyes on for years. Seriously, facebook, if that was the case, I’d use the damn phone.

    Twitter, on the other hand, is a bird of a different feather. Much to my surprise I took to it like a duck to water (I’ll try to keep the bird references to a minimum). I follow a few people and a few of those follow me back. It feels like a small community, an exclusive club of like minded individuals. In my case those individuals are, on the whole, comprised of artists, designers, movie critics, parody tweeters, oh, and Jonathan Ross. Twitter allows as much or as little interaction as the user requires at any given moment. Some times I’ll chat, but mostly I’ll just read and post. Those 140 character snippets can often act as a form of therapy. You know, when you just need to get something off your chest but you’re not up for a full blown conversation. Like, when I’m at the day job and things are about to hit the fan, you know what I mean?

    Which brings me to this last two weeks. The powers that be over at the day job suddenly, without warning or consultation, descided that, in the intrests of productivity, all mobile phone are to be turned off.

    It’s been a heck of a couple of weeks. I almost feel like my right arm has been cut off. My index finger, right hand, at any rate. I feel like I’ve lost my sounding board. And it shows, I’ve become a right grumpy so and so. I’ll still sneak off for a quick read and perhaps a furtive post, but it’s just not the same.

    Facebook, I can live without but a day deprived of Twitter makes Mick a very dull boy. 

    @e_memory

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  • Finally sorted out my Bio page. Took me ages to work out how to add extra pages to this Tumblr blog. Yes, I’m that slow.

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