Saturday, January 29, 2011

'straya day







beers, inflatable pool, veggie burgers, hottest 100, sunshine, mad chats, picnic rugs. yesss.

banquets + birthday love







Photos from darling Charlotte Lucy's birthday dinner. Curries were picked at, burning tongues were unsuccessfully relieved by bubbly drinks, speeches were made,  songs were serenaded, patience was tested by fools, lips were kissed, friends were made. V sad for CLC's departure for sunny London next month.
xx

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Floods.

beautiful blue skies in the midst of a natural disaster - bizarre


preparation for the peak tides

flood levels rising in the CBD


once the river had broken its banks, pontoons floating past. eep!

Thursday evening vanity.




Sunday, January 9, 2011

N.

Even the needle on a compass spins around a few times before it finds due north. There is no shame in looking at all your options before deciding where you'll go. You will always head towards your destiny in the end. Keep your heart inspired and full of love and everything will work out just fine.

Saturday, January 1, 2011

lips shooting stars and harpoons

stay on my face forever

we are lovers at the bottom of the swimming pool

stealing secret kisses

heads butting together, in turn furious and gentle

'i can't get enough of you' mixed with 'i'm not going anywhere'

limbs intertwined, hearts pressed together

i'm sure eventually we'll weld ourselves together

stay in this dark room as long as we live

drawing out love, tracing all the things we want to say on each others skin

these walls encase us like underwater lovers

we daren't break the surface

everything is easier down here

everything is you and me

everything is quiet and everything is loud

hearts beating out of the walls

persistent thumping, drumming us to sleep

both of us skewered through the chest

of cupid's forceful arrow

but I wouldn't want it any other way, you know.

not so/long ago.

The door creaked open as a gentle breeze blew in,

it unsettled the dust of anxiety & despair that had so long lay dormant in the corners of her mind and then resettled as a thin film against her skin

she instantly felt heavier and older than her years and as she reached to push the door shut she could still see her anguish sparkle and float in the remaining light.