Religious experience

This morning we went to the zoo and a sloth tried to hold my wife's hair. This afternoon we went to a Christian barbecue at a swimming pool. I thought it was just a barbecue at a swimming pool, so I was a little surprised.

Never mind slow moving forest animals and Canadians. Christians and barbecues go together like auto and da fe, but we'll overlook the Spanish Inquisition; it's not like they were burning people over hot coals today. There wasn't any barbecue, as it turned out, there was some laksa and a fruit salad. And some singing, led with an acoustic guitar.

Christian Photography

Today I went to pick up a lens from the camera rental shop by Clarke Quay. Not being a professional, it's hard for me to justify spending thousands on a piece of equipment that will be used for less time than it spends idle. But it is nice to play with expensive toys from time to time, and $40 for a day with a pricey lens feels more acceptable.

Sitting in the shop waiting for my turn, I looked around and saw on the wall an advert for Photography With Purpose. That seemed a good idea. Far better than Purposeless Photography, where you just wave your arms and hit the shutter release button, and hope something pleasing materialises. I looked closer.

Christian Brunch

This morning we went to brunch at The Loft, a little place on the first floor of a building on Smith Street.
What my wife hadn't noticed when she made our reservation was that this was a Christian establishment, which meant there were crucifixes everywhere, and half the room was occupied by a man giving a lecture on Christ and photography.

Jesus Eating Coefficients

For some time, Richard Herring has been touring a show called Christ On A Bike, in which he explores his own attitude to religion, and also wonders, if transubstantiation actually occurs, how many times a person would have to take communion before they'd eaten the equivalent of an entire Jesus.