Inspiration
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Life in Nuggety Bite-sized Chunks
I’ve recently been doing a lot of thinking about how stories are constructed; from what I’m watching on tv, to what I’m reading to what I’m thinking about writing and the thing that has struck me is the way that stories, in particular 1990s sitcoms, deal out nuggets of self-discovery to the characters in convenient…
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Like Ripples in a Pond
Yesterday a woman I’ve only met once, possibly twice told me that I’d blown her mind. It really struck me because I spend so much time walking around inside my own head, thinking about the people who are important to me, thinking about how they impact my journey, about how I want to be more…
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Arty day is arty!
I had my last exam for the semester yesterday, I don’t have to start paid work again for another week or so and I decided I was going to focus on doing some projects. I realise that I’ve said this before and life has gotten in the way, and I realise that it will get…
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Playing with light: Markit @ Federation Square
It’s been a while since I did a photo essay, and this one isn’t really a photo essay, it’s more a chance for me to share my experimentations from my adventure yesterday. I was at Markit @ Federation Square. For those of you not in Melbourne Federation Square is a modern building complex that was…
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I AM A POET!
For those of you who have been following along you would know that I had decided to read some of my poetry at the Dan O’Connell Hotel Saturday Poetry Group in this entry. About Wednesday this week I decided that this week was the week to do it because otherwise I would just keep putting…
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Artist Date: Pick ‘n’ Mix Exhibition Opening
On Thursday night I went to an exhibition opening at £1000 Bend in Melbourne’s CBD. My friend, Jonathan who has featured in this blog before, was one of the exhibited artists and I had met some of the organisers previously so I was basically honour bound to go. I had an amazing time, I ran into…
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I had a dream
So I have often had really weird, wacky, wild and worrying dreams. I seem to spend a lot of my sleeping hours fighting realities that melt into other realities, where I’m running from something, or to something, or battling some enemy. Usually I don’t remember my dreams, but this morning I did. It was vivid…
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Sydney – Part 3: Write Club
Some of you may know that I aspire to be a writer, or at lease be better at writing, it is something I used to do when I was an emo teenager but that I forgot to nurture as I got older (along with a lot of things). Louise is a fantastic writer, really she’s…
