Enough with the fighting, please. It’s a toxic disease; the steed of tormentors looking to ease or displease, to sow seeds that grow weeds. With stolen freedoms blindly appeased, cannot yet see they are down on their knees. AdvertisementsRead More Safety in Slumbers..?
Grey tones echo and grow. Sometimes it seemed there wasn’t that much to know. But the day glo that screams hello, and the conscience debate, to and fro, to and fro, fabricated alone. Fingertips to the sky, hinge from the waist, touch your toes. Gaze off the tip of your nose. Breathe through the adversity, […]Read More Off the Page
Making art for the sake of it might mean different things to some than others. To me, it means working on all the projects I never had the time/energy/courage for. It means ignoring the self-doubt that says “this is crap, no one will like what you’re doing”. It isn’t about what other people like. It […]Read More For the sake of it: preliminary drawings
Words from the homeless are worthy of all our ears. True life teaches us. Forgotten souls are aching, smart with hope to be noticed. “There are a lot of good people out there; they’re just homeless, that’s all. Give them a proper chance. They don’t want the world, just a fair go.” – Terry BalmerRead More Reading List – 03.2015
A collection of photos from Tasmania, Spring/Summer 2014. What you see is what you get.Read More My Island Home: A Glimpse