I remember walking around Amsterdam on cold, dreary day in 2015 with two mates by my side and something of a home in Germany waiting for my return. I had been in the Netherlands for three days and had been in Germany for maybe two to three months. We walked past a hip, wood-paneled store, […]Read more "When Do You Stop Being a Tourist? – Bullas, Lorca & Caravaca"
I’ve been lucky enough previously to never have been ill on “vacation”, until now. For the past two weeks I’ve had an on-and-off cold which summoned a frog (or poison toad) to my throat and took away my voice as payment. And it all culminated early this week with a migraine, a bout of chucking […]Read more "En la tierra de mi novia – Murcia and Cartagena"
It’s only been a week, but Murcia is already beginning to feel like home. The transition from Adelaide to Murcia (one South to another) has been made all the easier by ridiculously good weather, ridiculously good food and, of course, Bonica (who is ridiculously good). Because of her, I am lucky enough to already have […]Read more "Learning Murciano"
Written in a cafe in Murcia, Spain. The sun is shining through clouds. There are citrus trees growing strong among the cold, urban sprawl. A return to Europe and to my second home could not come soon enough. A return to some sort of normality was very much needed after a year of moving slowly, […]Read more "A Bright Orange Glow – Returning to Murcia"
Something that’s really resonated with me lately, especially after the reveal of the 2016 Adelaide Biennial, is the idea of the “Wunderkammer” or Cabinet of Curiosity. In ye olde times (well, not that long ago really), well-to-do types would collect, arrange and present the most amazing items they could find (and buy). While this was […]Read more "A Wunderkammer – Part 1"
Their a certain satisfaction to ticking off a book as “read” on Goodreads, a feeling of accomplishment that you’ve made it through another world and learned a lot more about life in general, even if (ESPECIALLY if) you’ve just read a piece of fiction. But there’s also a pain, a grief for a lost friend […]Read more "On Don Quixote and the Art of Writing"
The past ten days or so have been so incredibly mystical in so many ways. Travelling to one of my favourite countries in the world and reuniting with a really precious loved-one has just been so… So… Cinematic. It’s honestly felt like a romantic movie for the most part, something I never thought I’d experience […]Read more "Meditations on Writing in Spain"