Monday, December 29, 2014

That photo.

Somewhat intentionally,
stumbling across
that photo of us.

I wonder what I was laughing about,
I look so happy
half-hidden behind my hand.

I can see a hint of the dark lipstick
that I had insisted on applying
at some point 
along the walk up the hill.

For a moment I want my hair to grow long again.

We looked good together.

I think
I started drinking any beer I could find
not long after that photo was taken.

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Book A Ticket

Shitty Weekend

       Nothing Matters

              Have Control

                     Lose Yourself

Art Everyday

       Projecting Out

              Little Trip

                     On A Whim

Fresh Perspective

       Looking Basic

              Need Time

                     Hard Life

Transitional Year

       I Am Changing

              Marvellous Patterns

                     Value The Past

Spontaneous Decisions

       Circular Drawing

              Contained Stories

                     Far Away

Eerily Quiet

       Culture Shocked

              Cheap Avocadoes

                     Just Relax

Moving Fast

       So Tired

              I Miss You

                     Always There

Get Back

       Nostalgic Weight

              Still Young

                     Travelling Alone

Likes Crossover

       Artistic Imagination

              Getting Stronger

                     Need A Beer

Coloured Lights

       Smoke Machine

              Broken Glass

                     Special Night

Little Conversation

       Hidden Desires

              Can't Control

                     Feel Weird

Safe Place

       Rhubarb Pie

              Flower Chains

                     Be Surprised

Remember The Future

       Notorious Love

              Universal Tale

                     Pep Talk

Strong Female
       
       Subtle Sexuality

              Tired Legs

                     Weather Talk

Long Sleep

       Travel Slow

              Big Dreams

                     Building Marks

Instinctively Directed

       Constant Process

              Drafted Words

                     Something More

Your Eyes

       Remind Me

              Old And Tired

                     Write Less

Anchovie Sandwich

       Disappointing Croissant

              Bags Packed

                     Thanks For The Breather.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

'that one was for you'



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Wednesday, October 22, 2014

Bright colours for a boring day







Decided to run things my own way




Aren't You Rather Young to be writing Your Memoirs?




No words



We'll wear them together




I didn't draw the flowers



Human error

Spaghetti and Australian Story

Ginger beer


Summer


The days are going so quickly



You in mind




That blouse



It will take some time to process



Slept away in a manger