Doubt is a crippling thing. It seizes you in the night, right as you attempt to fall asleep. It begins by seeping into your thoughts, discolouring visions of your future, dreams for tomorrow. Forcing you to curl back into the shell of uncertainty. It wraps it’s hands around your hopes and taints them, forcing you […]Read more "Doubt"
There will be nights when the only sound are the crickets singing their love songs to the earth and the beetles burrowing deep into the ground and the trees gentle whisperings to you through the stillness of the black. Your shadow will be cast onto the dainty bricked path by the brightness of the full […]Read more "There Will Be Nights"
I am not connected to anyone nor anything The Earth nourishes my soul The breeze is my breath Warmth radiates from my skin The streams run through my veins My eyes are but the surface’s reflections Storms rage inside my mind They spill from my mouth I am not bound to any one being No […]Read more "Connections"
Day like these, days like those. Days where you can literally smell the seasons changing. The sweet blossom scent tumbling through the air on the light breeze that tousles your hair, flitting in and out. Days where the sun is soft and warm on your skin and its rays dance and tilt around the earth, […]Read more "Days Like These"
Warburton, Victoria. I forget how freeing it is to be out on the road, to look outside your window and see something different. It is so important to remove yourself from your normal routine and to travel and experience new little corners of the world/your country. This town is only two hours away from my home and […]Read more "Wintry Escape"
Last year, in VCE Art I experimented a lot with real life cut-and-paste as a part of my folio. I had about 50 ancient National Geographic magazines at my disposal in the art room and so I set about rifling through them with a pair of scissors and a stick of glue by my side. Little did […]Read more "Ctrl X + Ctrl V, But Like, Literally"
Melbourne Zoo, Victoria. 35mm on Pentax K1000. Since visiting this zoo, I happened to read Yann Martel’s Life of Pi; a thought-provoking reflection on religion, life, doubt, fear and … zoos. Before I read this novel, I would have held the views of what I assume would be the majority of people’s (albeit perhaps unspoken) opinions […]Read more "Caged Jungle"