Writings
KINDRED FOES
We feed these nauseous torments, These kindred foes,Indian givers all,Who proffer shiny trinketsWith sleight of hand trickeries.We buy their lies and craft our lives On their snake oil promisesAnd empty dreams.We pay with our souls, our breath and time For maybes of tomorrow’s…
WE ARE LOST
A photo essay collaboration with Romain Juchereau for Slow Drive Magazine.
EVERYTHING IS NOTHING
Everything. Every aspect of the world we see, From dawn’s first light To the unquenchable blackness of night, Every gift, every treasure, Everything. Every moment that exists, From love’s gentle kiss To the rain of sorrow cascading across…
THIS ARTICHOKE HEART
I once believed I knew myself, That I had mapped The farthest flung corners of my life, Its valleys masked by shadows, Its fields awash with sunlight. I thought I knew the depths of its jungles, Prepared against its hidden…
JP AFFLICK | CHASING THE HORIZON
We view the world in polarities. We see them and we see us. We see those that can and those that can’t, the lucky and the unlucky, the privileged few and the deprived masses. At times, we view the simply…
SAM CUTLER | SKIRTING THE LIMELIGHT
According to a recent study conducted by the mighty Microsoft Corporation, the human attention span has dropped from 12 seconds to eight seconds. We live in a fast-paced world of soundbites, vox pops and sensationalism, a world that devours, masticates…
BOGGED & BLUESY | THE 26th ANNUAL BYRON BAY BLUESFEST
It’s not the best omen when – before even hearing the first chords and beats of music waft their way to your ear on the cool, Autumnal breeze – not one, but two of your party’s cars get bogged in…
BYRON BAY FILM FESTIVAL | VOYEURISTIC PURSUITS
There is something a little voyeuristic in watching movies. We gain an insight into the lives of others, empathise with strangers, peek through the curtains of our closeted lives into a world that is not ours. Whether it is dreaming…
ILONA HARKER | COMFORTABLY CONFRONTING
We all wear masks. Our daily lives consist of a masquerade ball, a series of pseudo-personae that we adopt to fulfill society’s prescriptions. Some hide only our deepest truths, while others offer absolute protection, suits of armour as far removed…
LIVING IN PEACEFUL OCEANS | IN HONOUR OF TADASHI NAKAHARA
A man died recently. As I write this, a family is in mourning, his friends are in shock and the community is stunned by the news of a second local shark incident in two days. The details are not important, suffice it…