I would say that my two main hobbies would be photography and movie watching. Followed a bit further back by reading, both magazines and actual books.
And no, not the skin magazines nor the celeb ones. Although I am cutting back on the Economist, unless it has a B2 bomber on the cover, for some reason I have transferred my current affairs interest to Insiders, ABC television Sunday mornings. Yes, Video Hits has nothing on the musings of Piers Ackerman and Andrew Bolt. Wow, exciting times in the Paul household, I can assure you.
Though I digress. My photography thing is usually sufficiently sated by the Flickr thing, and the various Brisbane meet-ups that are held. One of the girls said yesterday, at the Gallery of Modern Art, it is good to be with people who don't think you are weird to take photos crouching down, sitting on the floor or at other awkward angles. Had most of the day out at GoMA and the Queensland Art Gallery, along with lunch and a follow up beer.
With all the culture around, felt very Ferris Bueller's Day Off, when they eventually get to Chicago and go to the museums and art galleries. Yes, I know that was probably a full two minutes out of the movie, but has probably stayed with me more than most of the rest of the film. Nothing like culture, the fine arts, even if it takes forever to convince most of my family and friends to come join me on these type of expeditions.
One of the parents said why would they go in to see splotches on the wall - I think I had answered that in my older blog, when I went into GoMA last, that whether it is good or bad, the important thing is your own reaction to it, and you can't do that from the suburbs. Was a very good, very fulfilling day - I enjoyed myself heaps.
Anyways, so that is photography sorted. But on the movie front, the local social scene is a bit more bleak. When I was a teen, I got into the habit of going to the movies by myself and being comfortable with that. Another habit from that time that I have not been able to break. I console myself with the thought that I can go when I want to what I want, but sometimes wonder what it would be like to go to the movies with others.
A couple of years ago I went onto a couple of those meet up sites, completely being up front in only wanting friends and/or activity buddies, specifically thinking movies, but of course, those sites are usually for people who want to hook up for more than just movies, and my profiles hardly ever got activated. And that last sentence was far too long with too many thoughts in it.
What with the photography being so well catered for by an online group, last night I googled Brisbane film club, movie club, movie meet up and a couple of other variations thereof. And what did I get, pretty well nothing and nada combined.
Just checked with craigslist about five minutes ago, but nothing and nada there either - at least talking movies. A possible movies by DVD night at Ric's Cafe that was mentioned in a blog about three years ago, but not sure whether that is still going.
Surely in a city of one and a half million, with a thousand immigrants a week from either out of state or out of the country, surely there would be some other people that don't have partners or friends that they go to the movies with? I have seen other single people in the theatres, I am certain of it.
Surely there should be some movie club in the city that can organise going to see movies - hell, perhaps giving options of several movies to go to per week. Or perhaps role playing the David and Margaret At The Movies thing? Or see movies, then spend a couple of hours deconstructing what has just been seen over a coffee or two in a (nowadays, not so much) smoke filled jazz cafe? As they would say on The Fast Show, Niceee, Grooovy.
I would even venture the idea of organising something myself, but with any idea of any plans beyond my birthday so vague, I won't know if I will be staying in Brisbane until I was actually staying. And the gut feeling tells me I doubt I will be staying here - I feel as if I am at the beginning of a game of pick up sticks, and they have just been thrown into the air, and I can't see where they will fall. The past couple of years, focussing on financial stuff, have felt very very stable in comparison.
But, to get back to the original point, a Brisbane movie group would be nice.
And no, not the skin magazines nor the celeb ones. Although I am cutting back on the Economist, unless it has a B2 bomber on the cover, for some reason I have transferred my current affairs interest to Insiders, ABC television Sunday mornings. Yes, Video Hits has nothing on the musings of Piers Ackerman and Andrew Bolt. Wow, exciting times in the Paul household, I can assure you.
Though I digress. My photography thing is usually sufficiently sated by the Flickr thing, and the various Brisbane meet-ups that are held. One of the girls said yesterday, at the Gallery of Modern Art, it is good to be with people who don't think you are weird to take photos crouching down, sitting on the floor or at other awkward angles. Had most of the day out at GoMA and the Queensland Art Gallery, along with lunch and a follow up beer.
With all the culture around, felt very Ferris Bueller's Day Off, when they eventually get to Chicago and go to the museums and art galleries. Yes, I know that was probably a full two minutes out of the movie, but has probably stayed with me more than most of the rest of the film. Nothing like culture, the fine arts, even if it takes forever to convince most of my family and friends to come join me on these type of expeditions.
One of the parents said why would they go in to see splotches on the wall - I think I had answered that in my older blog, when I went into GoMA last, that whether it is good or bad, the important thing is your own reaction to it, and you can't do that from the suburbs. Was a very good, very fulfilling day - I enjoyed myself heaps.
Anyways, so that is photography sorted. But on the movie front, the local social scene is a bit more bleak. When I was a teen, I got into the habit of going to the movies by myself and being comfortable with that. Another habit from that time that I have not been able to break. I console myself with the thought that I can go when I want to what I want, but sometimes wonder what it would be like to go to the movies with others.
A couple of years ago I went onto a couple of those meet up sites, completely being up front in only wanting friends and/or activity buddies, specifically thinking movies, but of course, those sites are usually for people who want to hook up for more than just movies, and my profiles hardly ever got activated. And that last sentence was far too long with too many thoughts in it.
What with the photography being so well catered for by an online group, last night I googled Brisbane film club, movie club, movie meet up and a couple of other variations thereof. And what did I get, pretty well nothing and nada combined.
Just checked with craigslist about five minutes ago, but nothing and nada there either - at least talking movies. A possible movies by DVD night at Ric's Cafe that was mentioned in a blog about three years ago, but not sure whether that is still going.
Surely in a city of one and a half million, with a thousand immigrants a week from either out of state or out of the country, surely there would be some other people that don't have partners or friends that they go to the movies with? I have seen other single people in the theatres, I am certain of it.
Surely there should be some movie club in the city that can organise going to see movies - hell, perhaps giving options of several movies to go to per week. Or perhaps role playing the David and Margaret At The Movies thing? Or see movies, then spend a couple of hours deconstructing what has just been seen over a coffee or two in a (nowadays, not so much) smoke filled jazz cafe? As they would say on The Fast Show, Niceee, Grooovy.
I would even venture the idea of organising something myself, but with any idea of any plans beyond my birthday so vague, I won't know if I will be staying in Brisbane until I was actually staying. And the gut feeling tells me I doubt I will be staying here - I feel as if I am at the beginning of a game of pick up sticks, and they have just been thrown into the air, and I can't see where they will fall. The past couple of years, focussing on financial stuff, have felt very very stable in comparison.
But, to get back to the original point, a Brisbane movie group would be nice.
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