It was a costume party. There was some very poisonous vodka. And professional photographers. The rest is just a blur, really. Wear a wig, said the invitation. As an alternative to drag, I actually believed I had the ingenuity and social poise of John Lennon. Unfortunately people thought I was Ozzie Osbourne. Which would mean Panos is Sharon, only not as hairy.
Photography
Sedate me and release me back into the wild
Coming Home
Harvey Nichols
Moving the Mountain
I’m living amongst a mountain of boxes, having moved from the buzzing metropolis to leafy suburbia. While I wait for my life to magically unpack itself, I’m having to manage without an internet connection. I’m wired to the world, but only by iPad which would explain why The Vibes has gone a little quiet. Thanks for all the messages regarding my recent appearance on the WordPress Blog, and I’m working my way through all your design requests this weekend. Thanks for being patient! Buddha finally seems to be smiling.













