Last weekend I went on a holiday to Brisbane with my boyfriend, and I decided to take my film camera with me! I wanted to bring my film camera instead of my digital camera because it just keeps me in the moment more, instead of checking after every photo and worrying too much about getting…Read More
I took these pictures on the first of March and it’s strange to think how much I’ve changed in just the three months since then. But I hesitate to call it change because I haven’t morphed into anything else, I’ve simply grown. These pictures were taken to document a new hair cut and like myself,…Read More
Things don’t always turn out as we plan them to. I’d go as far to say that they never do. What is a plan, really? A wish, a dream, a fleeting thought? An idea? We can never truly plan for anything as unpredictable as the future. A plan changes as life does, as we do.…Read More
I bought a new camera and these are photos from the first couple of adventures I’ve had with it 🙂Read More
I think we learn to exist inside of ourselves. We grow to feel trapped inside our minds. Habits and emotions and thoughts. They haunt our every move, our every step. It’s normal and human to feel an entire spectrum of emotions from the happiest happiness to the saddest sadness. It’s normal to feel it all.…Read More
Silence is more than quiet. Quiet is the sweeping hush of the stars pressing fingers to their lips so the world stops thinking. But silence steals even the most subtle of sounds and fills the air with everything else.Read More
I went on a short trip to Moonta Bay with my boyfriend between Christmas and New Years and in a word it was.. lovely. It was simultaneously relaxing and exciting to just get away for a bit from routine and see some new things. When I came back I swear my skin has never been…Read More
Journal Entry | 18/12/18
A reflection on the past year and the lessons I’ve learned.
There are different ways a place can hold memories. Sometimes you see them and other times you feel them. It might be just a breath, other times the feeling can consume you. But either way it moves you and either way it’s there.
Sometimes it can be like a waft of familiar perfume that makes your heart skip a beat. Or it’s like you travelled back in time and you’re no longer standing there but surrounded by your past unfolding in front of you. As if your soul escapes your body for a moment and the only thing possible for you to do is stand there and feel it.Read More
Sometimes I wish I could be like a tree.
If I were a tree at least I’d know my purpose (or I wouldn’t know I had one).
But instead I’m here, not still but not moving, questioning…
Who am I supposed to be?Read More