The sun setting over the trees at the top of the hill yesterday marked the end of my second full week at Can Serrat. The first day of the third and final week has also begun to close, slowly and with a chill in the air. As night divides the day outside, I am sitting […]Read more "Lessons Learned Among the Artists"
“Words are air. Writing is forever.” – Fridge magnet The act of putting words onto paper is like bringing something to life. From soil or skin, something blooms and lives in reality. Ink drips slowly, soaks into paper and then forever more the truth is made. The intangibility of the blog is something that keeps […]Read more "On Paper Plains/Planes (Or: Again with the Changes)"
It’s a day and a bit before 2016 comes to a close, a year many have mistakenly called “the worst EVER OMG” (I think it could actually have been one of the years in which this happened, or maybe this). Surprisingly, this will also be the second New Year’s that this blog has been alive to see! […]Read more "Another Dangerous Retrospective – 2016 and the Day After That"
“I’m going to see Buddha if it kills me! It should be right around here.” It’s a bit of a cliché to start off a sentence with “It’s a bit of a cliché…” but… It’s a bit of a cliché to call a hill “rolling”, but the bubbling green mounds around Sellick’s Beach’s Nan Hai […]Read more "On the Electric Holy Road Again (or: Blasting Through the Peninsula in a Rainbow-Powered Sedan)"
I’m not going to lie and say the past four months since my return to Adelaide have been super eezy breezy… Nor will I lay and say they’ve been terrible. They’ve just sort of happened, flown past at the speed of time-spent-busy. Without the opportunity of a quick jaunt to Belgium or Estonia, a party […]Read more "Zen and the Art of Mindful Hiking"
It’s now an hour and a week since I returned to Adelaide, which really shocks me to think about. This week has just flown by in a blaze of confusion, overwhelming feelings and reunions. It’s flown, but I’m still trying to figure out if it was because I was having fun. Returning home after exchange […]Read more "Reflections on the Future (Or, After Travel)"
Someone once told me that home isn’t a place, but more of an idea within us. You can feel at home anywhere if you want to. For me, home is now a bit of a scattered concept. Sure, I’ve got my life, my savings and my library here in Adelaide, but I have a piece […]Read more "First Impressions of Home"