It’s a wisp of air that leaves you, pushing the part of you that registers, beautiful things. Exhaling to create a vacancy inside, a space to make a home for memories, reminders of the most beautiful things in life. To hover in that space and to know that even when you sometimes feel less than full, sometimes empty, you are always, always whole.
Your face, beholden to the sky, your eyes, open.
Wecome to a new year.
A rainy beginning.
Is it really Melbourne without a cocktail like this?
This month I took a trip to visit our sister, Sydney, whom we can’t stand but also kind of love.
Gallery lighting is awful, so here’s a photo of the gift shop, from me to you.
You’re not really in the Rocks until you’re a little bit lost.
Note number 10.
A choir was singing hauntingly beautiful music amongst the skulls of Ron Mueck’s Mass.
It’s only when we are reminded that we are sobered to the reality that our environment is just as designed as it does exist. I venture to say that this is not an ugly hole in the network, but also a part of nature. The urban and the rural are distinctions made to simplify the spectrum upon which our lives unfold. Different environments hold different forms of existence. A shopping centre, the wilderness, they both are places in which life can happen, albeit differently.
The world is everyone’s and everything’s. The world belongs unto itself and we are priveleged to be the most intelligent life forms entrusted with its care.
The places we see and exist in, the places we take photos of, eat in, sit with. This is our world arena, host to all the moments small and large; loved ones loving loved ones, sporting achievements momenteous*, the continual grind of the metro tunnel being built into reality, and the millions of unnoticed, forgotten or misremembered things that slip us by. They happen in the same spaces in which we live.
Also, this moment:
This month, the City of Melbourne left an array of individually ‘graffitied’ pianos in pubic spaces for our enjoyment. The artwork varies from piano to piano, and the locations vary. The people vary. I was on my way to work when I noticed this collaboration in the concourse. A man finishes a song to applause and is approached by another, “Can I join you?”
*I’m talking Roger Federer’s 20th slam at the Australian Open 😉
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