Recently, I had a burst of artistic inspiration. This was a rare event for me – the last one was almost 3 years ago, but as with a majority of my artistic endeavours that didn’t amount to anything particularly worthwhile.  As many people in the past have found, sleep deprivation can offer significant motivational impulses towards artistic endeavours. A simple Google of the terms “sleep deprivation inspiration” will highlight some documented personal accounts of this phenomenon (if you’re after some further insight).

This particular case of personal ‘artsy’ began to emerge on the end of an all-weekend long study session into the mathematics and physics of mechanics. Nothing too complex for a maths whizz, but that is something I’m certainly not. Besides, the most complex maths that my brain process these days is along the lines of addition and subtraction of logarithmic values and even then rules of thumb dominate my methods (eg. 2 noise sources with power of equal magnitude simply give a rise of 3dB to the power of one of the sources by itself -> 90dB+90dB = 93dB!).

Wow.. that shit is hard huh… (sarcasmsarcasmsarcasm).   (For some reason people think highly of engineers? I feel those thoughts are often misplaced, although this doesnt account for the massive levels of stupidity of the general populace – as constantly documented in my fellow fingerpuppetmafian’s blogstreams. RE: The great internet censorship debacle)

Bending my mind around complex Laplace transforms, natural frequency modes, system stability and automatic control again after a 3 year hiatus gave it a severe shock. A sort of wake up call for those sleepy neurons to start firing vigorously in all directions. Now, couple this with high levels of coffee, guarana, lots of pacing back and forth, and patchy / minimal sleep – the interesting and unexpected result can possibly be described as a chaotic sense of clarity. My mushy brain was able to sort and select some of the best photographs of my vast (mostly terribly vacant of artistic merit) collection. The end result being a worthwhile gallery (to toot my own horn, Toot!) of photos that funnily enough were mostly taken when my levels of sleep were not particularly high.

The first set, which I’ll present in this first of hopefully many posts, is relatively narrow in its focus – A country road 2 hours drive from civilisation in one direction and 3 hours in another. (you can’t really call many places, even towns and cities in Australia civilisation, but for my purposes here I’ll use ‘somewhere that sells petrol’ as the defining factor). It doesn’t really matter where these shots are though, as the only context you need is ‘ remoteness ‘.

I’m not particularly sure who is going to actually read this drivel that I’m typing, but if you are, you can stop reading now and start looking.

Armidale-2 by *S-D-R on deviantART

Armidale-3 by *S-D-R on deviantART

Armidale-4 by *S-D-R on deviantART