Some days I’m just stuck for inspiration and this is one of them. While awaiting for the water tank to reheat so I could enjoy a nice, long, hot shower after dying my hair back to red for work, this is is all that I could think of writing.
When carefully constructed control Comes crashing down in waves The hum of life resumes And we must improvise once more. The attempt at ultimate perfection Or rather, overall control Cross examining those around To create connections and predict thought. One must relinquish power Or that which is perceived to have- Living out a brand new… Continue reading Constructed lives.
So my second batch of prints arrived, and Daniel helped me to put up the final images that needed displaying. I am really quite happy with how the final wall looks, and strongly recommend you check out the progress from the first post (references below). It was a huge project, but definitely worth it. The… Continue reading 21 years expressed across a wall of photos… part 2
A bit of thought poetry inspired by a conversation with my Dad about his insistence that he is going to be the only one in our family safe from the government because he doesn’t have Facebook. It of course lead to a wonderful conversation about conspiracy theories, particularly his strong belief that Hand Sanitiser will be what destroys the… Continue reading THE END OF THE WORLD – part 1