who is incredibly shy. This is actually a rare photo, since
she has crawled out from hiding for a brief moment.
After living in Los Angeles, in the canal region on Venice Beach for the last two years I have returned to Melbourne, Australia. I am supported by an Australian Professorial Fellowship while working at the University of Melbourne, where I was an undergraduate. I hope to continue to maintain close links with UCLA, visiting once a year.
I am one of those strange guys who actually like cats.
Bindy,
who is incredibly shy. This is actually a rare photo, since
she has crawled out from hiding for a brief moment.
And Mouse!
Who I found at the age of three weeks under my car. He is very
lucky to have made it. He was always unusually warm, ready to leap
into my arms and snuggle up into my chin. He would conjole the
other cats in to giving him a lick, with the hopeless aim of
cleaning up his unruly pig-pen matts of fur.
On February 18, 2007 he passed away.
Thomas,
also known as "snuggles," passed away on the afternoon of
Saturday, July 8. He had been slowly dying of congestive
heart failure for almost two years, and he is very much missed.
He had a larger than life personality, full of contradictions and
aggression
and exuberance, but he loved me dearly and would wake me up in the
morning by sitting on my chest and purring and rubbing his head
into my chin.
Here is a picture of Alex, Gulio, and myself, when we one day decided
to cycle down to Palos Verdes:
My mother is an artist living in the foothills of Adelaide. She used to be known as a print maker, but has since moved on to installations and sculpture. Dad is a neurologist in East Melbourne. My sister, Larissa, lives not far from dad, and has just gotten a tenure track position in the department of digital design at RMIT. Hjorth is a pretty obscure name, but there is sizeable community of Hjorth's in Melbourne. I have a paternal aunt, uncle, lots of cousins, great aunts, great uncles, second and third cousins, it goes on for ever...I haven't even met most of them... and they are all named Hjorth.
Here is a picture of Dad, with Ameera.
Mum!
And my sister Larissa. 
Apparently I also am distantly related to Lord Byron, who is famous for having said that life is too short for chess --- of course he only lived to the age of 36.