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Goodbye Joan.
There’s a tattoo on my middle back of a Californian horizon, rugged edges of a mountain in a desert with a single mid-century era chair, facing out toward the sun. The disjointed image is a memory of a place I love and an ode to a life I believe to have lived, another time ago.…
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Grief.
Yesterday by the shoreline of South Fremantle I closed the book that had introduced me to the many manifestations of grief. It seems naive to only enter such a state at 28 but until this year life had other methods of heartache, and death of a close family member was not yet one of them.…
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The absurdity of life.
In Albert Camus’ essay, ‘The Myth of Sisyphus’ he wrote “the world evades us because it becomes itself again”. Of the absurdity of life, he reasons that our “extreme consciousness” justifies thought. Why else do we consider life and our place in it, other than the pure magic of the ability to think, to contemplate?…
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Another day on planet Earth.
You’ve likely heard me say it before, or have seen it pressed through the beloved keys of my typewriter, but if it’s your first look at the phrase, let me introduce the sentiment. ‘Another day on planet Earth’ is a statement with every possibility on the other side. Every emotion is at hand and such…
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Life in the Slow Lane 