non-linear letters to self

look at something for a very long time. look at it till it splits apart.
the truth lives in the cracks, the in-between moments.

At the southern most tip of Iceland likes Vík í Mýrdal where a glacier is met by a basalt-lined ocean. We stayed in sleeping bag accommodation in the little house on the hill. It was run by a groovy young mother whose daughter had a plaited ring of white blonde hair and whose cleaner was our age and we all agreed had incredible legs. She gave us leftover coffee and told us that there would be a free breakfast tomorrow that included homemade dandelion syrup and crowberry juice infused milk. In the yard outside was a beautiful black-and-white sheepdog who slept under the door in a backyard below the glacier.

At the southern most tip of Iceland likes Vík í Mýrdal where a glacier is met by a basalt-lined ocean. We stayed in sleeping bag accommodation in the little house on the hill. It was run by a groovy young mother whose daughter had a plaited ring of white blonde hair and whose cleaner was our age and we all agreed had incredible legs. She gave us leftover coffee and told us that there would be a free breakfast tomorrow that included homemade dandelion syrup and crowberry juice infused milk. In the yard outside was a beautiful black-and-white sheepdog who slept under the door in a backyard below the glacier.

Read this. I read it - travelling from Sydney NSW to Kunnanarra in WA, feeling a strange sense of detachment and grief for the country laid out beneath the clouds. It's a country whose government is held captive to the fossil-fuel industry, a big slimy mess with both major parties purposefully delaying a switch to renewables; hell-bent on plundering not only Australia but other countries as well with their dark age policies. We have bores bubbling methane, green mangroves turning a ghostly white and black lumps of coal washing up on our beaches. As Krien puts so well: 'It is a political Stockholm Syndrome built on donations, royalties, taxes and threats..there is a huge hole at the heart of Australian politics and no obligatory Anzac Day speech is going to fill it.' This earth does not belong to us and it is not something for us to control, conquer and choke. I realise that most people I know will already agree with this but it doesn't hurt to renew your sense of purpose via an exceptionally well-written, very current 115-page analysis of what exactly is happening

Read this. I read it - travelling from Sydney NSW to Kunnanarra in WA, feeling a strange sense of detachment and grief for the country laid out beneath the clouds. It's a country whose government is held captive to the fossil-fuel industry, a big slimy mess with both major parties purposefully delaying a switch to renewables; hell-bent on plundering not only Australia but other countries as well with their dark age policies. We have bores bubbling methane, green mangroves turning a ghostly white and black lumps of coal washing up on our beaches. As Krien puts so well: 'It is a political Stockholm Syndrome built on donations, royalties, taxes and threats..there is a huge hole at the heart of Australian politics and no obligatory Anzac Day speech is going to fill it.' This earth does not belong to us and it is not something for us to control, conquer and choke. I realise that most people I know will already agree with this but it doesn't hurt to renew your sense of purpose via an exceptionally well-written, very current 115-page analysis of what exactly is happening

landscapes

Video: our friends Anna & Simon live with the giant and wonderful Catahoula Leopard dog Archie in The Red House. Out the back of Clunes in the Byron Bay hinterlands. We visited The Red House on a road-trip last June promoting Tom’s hemp clothing business ‘Spirit Natural Clothing’.

A long weekend to Mungo NP where we got lost drinking wine and playing hide-in-seek in the surreal sandy rock formations.  photo credit:   Bel Campbell

A long weekend to Mungo NP where we got lost drinking wine and playing hide-in-seek in the surreal sandy rock formations.
photo credit: Bel Campbell

Don't take jobs with a friend to pay your rent. Take jobs with a friend to get rich on oysters, fairy lights and fine wine.   photo credit (& partner in crime):   Babi Bertoldi

Don't take jobs with a friend to pay your rent. Take jobs with a friend to get rich on oysters, fairy lights and fine wine.
photo credit (& partner in crime): Babi Bertoldi