sunset at the end of hope st

April 1, 2018

and moonrise on the way back

Yesterday (was it yesterday or the day before ?) I went for a walk for about an hour just to take a picture of the sunset.

I moved to Brunswick in November.  I live in a very small apartment by myself.  Am I a real grown up now ?

Ha !  No.

I am still alive though.

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a long walk along a lonely beach

April 21, 2017

or From Sandringham to Black Rock and Back Again

I had an unexpected day off work, so even though it was threatening to rain the entire time I caught the train down to Sandringham and walked along to Black Rock and back.  I saw virtually no one in the couple of hours I spent down there, which suited me just fine.  It’s nice to get out of my usual little bubble and get some air up in me, both literally and metaphorically.

thirty-seven-twenty-two

April 19, 2017

i’m sorry i’m like this

the end is nigh ?

April 5, 2017

It’s not often I come here to tell you about something that’s important enough I think everyone should take notice but today’s one of those days.  Last week I watched a film called A Plastic Ocean.  It’s a documentary about how plastic is affecting our planet, and also the direct effects of plastic on us.

Waaaaaay back when I first started this blog I shared this image by Chris Jordan:

This bird starved to death because it’s stomach was so full of undigestible plastic it could no longer eat.  It lived on an island in the middle of the Pacific, far away from the source of the problem, but plastic is nothing if not pervasive.  When it popped up in the film I was reminded that this is something that is talked about, kind of, a little bit maybe, just skirting the issue, but without really delving into how much of a problem plastic truly is.  We know, but we choose not to know at the same time.

Well, once you see some things they can’t be unseen.  Maybe they can be forgotten with time, but maybe it’s better if we choose not to forget, and instead choose to change.  To be the change.  Because the change starts with us.

I think A Plastic Ocean is important enough that every person on the planet needs to see it.

That is, if we don’t want to end up with a world not too distant from that seen in Pixar’s Wall-E (2008):

 

unsettled and unravelling

April 5, 2017

Missing: 1 x Peace of Mind. If you see it wandering lost and alone please send it back my way, or if you find it tucked in your back pocket maybe set it free ? Thanks in advance cos I’m really tired and need it back.

(Note: don’t have a crush on anyone ever because it will kill you.  Just some advice from someone in the know).

bye

March 8, 2017

breaking through the white noise

February 16, 2017

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I know there’s been some radio silence around the place of late.  I’ve been keeping busy.  Alongside my work and church commitments, I’ve been helping out with a start-up clothing label.  A.BCH is the brainchild of my friend Courtney; a fashion label with an eye on ethics, sustainability and transparency throughout the supply and production chain, and I’ve been helping with some of the production side in my spare time.

The label finally launched last Thursday and you can check out the webstore here and instagram here.

In the image above I’m wearing my new A.BCH A05, an organic linen button up shirt, along with A06 organic denim tote, a limited edition print created for our research and development night late last year.

I love our stuff, and can’t wait to see the business expand and grow, and hopefully make a difference in what is one of the world’s dirtiest industries.

happy merry

December 24, 2016

Singapore: the end

December 15, 2016

I spent my final day wandering around the city centre.  The Orchard Road shopping precinct is pretty intense, lined with shopping malls, but one doesn’t have to wander too far to find things of interest.

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me @ the singapore squirrels: *kissing noises*
squirrels: *run away*
me: hey come back lil buddy !
squirrels: *don’t come back*

Then all that remained was going back to the airport for a 7ish hour over-night flight back to Melbourne.

Singapore: the third day

December 14, 2016

By this time I had walked well over 80 km in the three days I’d been in Singapore.  The third day saw us head up to the MacRitchie Park/Reservoir which is a jungled nature reserve and water catchment area.

So, on with the show.

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I had more than one person tell me before I went that Singapore is the cleanest city I’d ever go to, but I have to say that isn’t really the impression I got when I was there.  Maybe it’s because I was taken around areas that aren’t on your usual tourist checklist, but I saw my share of grime and litter (Singaporeans blame it on visiting Malaysians I’m told).  Also, who expects to find a ditch that had been recently de-natured and had apparently been used as a dumping ground for random rubbish including Eames-style chairs ?  Certainly not me (but I do love that kind of thing, so…).

By the end of the third day my feet were ready to part with the rest of me and go to an early grave.  RIP.