🥐 Fireworks on the foot bridge.
🥐 Sleeping on a boat for the first time. We danced for hours.
🥐 DIY açai bowls for breakfast on the beach.
🥐 Standing in the driveway watching the sunset.
🥐 Dancing under the stars in the pouring rain until the rain stopped and our togas were dry.
🥐 Sitting on the train x 100.
🥐 I looked at art on walls. On the floor. Dangling from a high ceiling.
🥐 We discussed art. Questioned it. Researched and wrote about it. “Fleshed it out” as they say.
🥐 Listening to friends with beautiful voices.
🥐 A long flowing dress with converse.
🥐 Throwing a whole slab of cheese off the balcony.
🥐 Dancing at the back of a warehouse to The Preatures.
🥐 Posing for a few friends. Afternoon sun and snakeskin pants.
🥐 Late night pancakes.
🥐 Big windows and clip clopping on the floor.
🥐 People looked at my art on the wall. And on their screens.
🥐 Pulling out weeds at Nan and Pops house.
🥐 Making art.
🥐 Hating said art.
🥐 Trying again.
🥐 Sydney and Jesus and the annual life recalibration.
🥐 A big rainbow balloon in my bedroom.
🥐 Listening to Jill Orr, Francesca da Rimini and Jay Younger.
🥐 Picnic on the grass near the river.
🥐 Making a zine.
🥐 Making another zine.
🥐 Meeting new friends.
🥐 The first beach visit after winter.
🥐 Getting out of a creative funk. A lot of digging required.
🥐 A boring art experience and a great one during the same night.
🥐 Accidentally leaving friends on the bus. Running to catch up with them.
🥐 Four-way Skype call. Short and chaotic.
🥐 New neighbours. And a pup.
🥐 A comprehensive discussion about a windmill.
🥐 Board games.
🥐 Sparkly socks and sandals.
🥐 I shared what I had with a girl on the side of the road. She gave me a hug and told me wants to become a nurse.
🥐 Back at school.
🥐 Supporting a mentor. Loud screams. Halloween.
🥐 More Jacarandas.
🥐 Photos of Jacarandas.
🥐 Songs by Queen.
🥐 Being brave and confident.
🥐 Also being a hermit and staying inside.
🥐 Hugs from Mum.
🥐 Lots of tears. Especially during the David Attenborough documentary.
🥐 So so so many croissants.
🥐 Realising how fun bowling is.
🥐 Making art.
🥐 Kind of liking the art.
🥐 Making more.
🥐 Performing an hour long Beyonce-discography-duet after everyone went to the backyard. The harmonies were on point.
🥐 Sunburn by the pool.
🥐 Pink skies.
🥐 Limited edition sonny angels.
🥐 A beach picnic. Ibis and seagulls. A big messy mess.
🥐 Dramatically saving all my voicemails so I can listen to them when I’m sad.
🥐 Hokey Pokey in the park with friends.
🥐 Fish and chips in the park with family.
🥐 Investing my money.
🥐 In concert tickets.
🥐 Finally connecting the amp to the turntable.
🥐 Lots and lots of cat cuddles.
🥐 Fireworks from my bedroom window.
🥐 Remembering that I am not alone.
🥐 Remembering that I am loved.
🥐 Remembering that this love is not based on anything that I have done.
🥐 Remembering that life is good.Return to issues