Photos of the promised land

From the second I walk through the door of my little studio nestled into the mountain at the Banff Centre, I am in writer mode. Not because of any magical fairy dust (at least, not that I'm aware of) but rather simply because the smell of the place is EXACTLY the same smell of the studio I worked in at Tropnest (now very sadly defunct) some many moons ago. Seriously. Whether it's the timber or just the smell of - well, writers - it is seriously uncanny. But as I said, writers mode is thus quite easy to find, so I guess it's working out.

I'll divulge all the bits and pieces soon enough, at the moment I'm kinda 'written out' but here are the photos, as promised, of my little piece of loveliness for the next week. For those writers of you out there, you should check out the writing programs they have here, they're seriously amazing. It can be done!!

Oh, oh, PS I read on this fantastic blog about ScriptFrenzy! a scriptwriting festival/motivator on at the moment which you might also like to be part of. Just a thought!

Okay, now bring on da photos!




Left: the view from the balcony. Presuming, of course, that I'm standing in front of you with my arm outstretched.









Right: One of this studio's previous 'tenants' wrote in the guestbook "The secret is to lie on the couch, stare out at the forest and wait. The art will come. Or sleep will."










Left: Do you see the deer? Do ya, do ya, do ya? This little guy/gal was frolicking around with his/her boyfriend/girlfriend most of yesterday. As my visiting Aussie mate Nic said "You're just living in a bloody Walt Disney film!" Tralalalala.





And finally...introducing my new best friend. (Sorry Frankie, you'll always be number 1 in my heart, but the piano's in the same country as me, damn it!!!)