Picture number 1 is of my amazing Jamie Bell/Chumscrubber door hanger. It personally makes me feel as if Jamie is telling people to stay out because we're
First here is my big James Dean poster that hangs above my bed. I got it for my 21st birthday from Mick and Ryan (aka, awesome people, even if Mick is actually a munchkin from the Lollipop Guild). Obviously it's signed by James Dean himself because there's no way they'd sell something with his autograph manufactured onto it. Right? RIGHT?! And, yes, that is a little bit of a Birth poster on the left there.
Next is my computer desk. Things that you may be able to see on my desk:
A computer screen
About 50 CDs including Bruce Springsteen, Amy Winehouse, Prince, Natalie Imbruglia and the soundtracks to Marie Antoinette and Hallam Foe, which doesn't have a case. I really should try and find that case.
The small poster for In The Company of Actors that I picked up at MIFF while waiting to be let into a cinema. The movie is a doco about Cate Blanchett and Hugo Weaving preparing for their New York performances of Hedda Gabler. I didn't see the movie at MIFF, but I wanted to. I keep meaning to scan the poster in. Oh well.
An I♥NY mousepad.
My AFI Members guide to the film festival.
A half empty box of chalk.
A rubber band.
This is what's on top of my desk. There's an iPod box, a Spirited Away fan, a Moulin Rouge! mug, several movie-related books (such as two different editions of 1001 Movies to See Before You Die), Lord of the Rings collectable figures (they came with the box!), Ralph Lauren Blue cologne, Bvlgari cologne, a fake Academy Award, the lower half of a Breakfast Club poster and my very own UMA Statue (#101/600 thank you very much people who bought it for my birthday).
Shoes! And gross old thongs (er, flip-flops you guys) and a satchel. I'm not sure why I took this photo, actually. Hmmm.
SOPHIE! I love my Sophie. She randomly decided she'd get inside my closet and sit on my clothes (thanks a bunch), but it was so freakin' adorable that I needed to take a photo (which is what started my whole photo-taking thing this evening). As you can also see I have a blue and a light yellow shirt in my collection - how mysterious.
A note from the editor:
I will be out of the office for a few days this weekend so unless I desperately feel the urge to find an internet cafe you won't be hearing from me until Sunday evening. I have eight (count 'em !EIGHT!) movies to see in Melbourne this weekend as part of the AFI Festival of Film so I'm staying up there on Friday and Saturday night. I'll be wrecked by the end of it, but it'll be worth it. Unless, of course, movies of the considerable, ahem quality like Footy Legends or Solo are there. In which case I'll be throwing things at the screen. One of the films I'm seeing (The Final Winter) is about rugby, so I am already incredibly wary, considering the debacle that Footy Legends was.
Wish me luck, and I'll inform you all on how it went down come Monday.