Waste Time Living

I thought going home to the uk, to be surrounded by all that is familiar, would be grounding. I thought it would give me the confidence I needed to step out into this world alone after the breakup with my ex. I thought it would fill me with love in other ways – from friends and family and comfort.  It did only the latter.  I went back home for two weeks after being over here in Aus for 10…

Be gentle with it  Take it out in the rain sometimes Let it dance.  Feed it with creativity  and of course a little fresh air and sunshine.  Deepen it with literature.  Make sure it keeps a box full of good memories and bad  so that you’ll always know there’s a light to bring you out the dark.  Water it with love  because it’s a sponge for that kind of stuff.  If you’re lucky enough to…

Be gentle with it  Take it out in the rain sometimes Let it dance.  Feed it with creativity  and of course a little fresh air and sunshine.  Deepen it with literature.  Make sure it keeps a box full of good memories and bad  so that you’ll always know there’s a light to bring you out the dark.  Water it with love  because it’s a sponge for that kind of stuff.  If you’re lucky enough to…

Something that consistently bugs me is life’s little oxymorons. That somehow everything good is opposed by something bad and I understand why this is the way the world works but I don’t have to like it. So, I wrote this poem about some things I’ve had to realise – slow truths wrapped in contradiction. If life is too hard then why’re you still here? You’ll never find courage without knowing…

I’ve often found maturity to be one of life’s biggest oxymorons. It’s something we’re taught to chase – in order to “grow up” you must be responsible and composed. Yet at the same time, stay young, stay playful, don’t lose your childhood joy. These two opposing states are continuously thrown your way without a word as to how it should be achieved, and I think that’s where my frustration with it…

A photography art print that captures the subtle motion of water and the soft, reflective light at dusk. Printed with giclée quality for vivid, lasting colour with a lighter matte finish. Ships rolled for safe delivery and ready for framing or display. Product features – Giclée printing for bright, fade-resistant color – Matte finish paper (low-sheen) – Multiple sizes available – Paper weight…

Taken in Hua Hin, Thailand on the walkway to the shopping mall. There’s good photos everywhere if you just look for them. Product features – Giclée printing for bright, fade-resistant colors – Three paper choices: Fine Art (textured archival), Matte (low-sheen), Semi-Glossy (satin finish) – Multiple sizes with horizontal and vertical orientation options – Paper weights up to 285 g/m² for…

A perfect little line of trees casting their shadows on a bluebird day. Taken from the Ace Gondola in Niseko, Japan. A ski resort town that feels nothing at all like being in Japan. Three different sizes available and different paper types. Product features – Giclée printing for vivid, fade-resistant color – Three paper choices: Fine Art (textured archival), Semi-Glossy, Matte – Multiple sizes…

Landscape valley photography print. Printed with giclée quality on your choice of fine art, matte, or semi-gloss paper, the image keeps its deep, saturated tones and subtle texture. It feels like stepping into a quiet storm and staying for the light that follows. Product features – Giclée print for vivid, fade-resistant color – Three paper options: Fine Art (textured archival), Matte…

A high contrast, black and white mountain landscape print. Taken from Niseko, Hokkaido, Japan. Perfect home decor for any space. The sizes are closest to A4, A3 and A2 and each is available in multiple paper finishes. Product features – Giclée printing for bright, fade-resistant color and deep contrast – Two paper finishes: Matte (lighter, low-glare), Semi-Glossy (satin photo finish) – Multiple…

There is a huge distinction between the way people travel on their ‘once a year’ holidays, compared to the type of travelling that I always dreamt of. I’ve had arguments over this before, even fallen out of relationships because of it. So let me lay this difference out as clearly as I can. I remember once, I said to my parents “I don’t think I’m ever going to have a house when I grow up”. It’s…

My life is chaotic.  On any given day I probably have an average of 2 near misses of severe injury, walk into 3 pieces of furniture and forget at least one vital thing before I leave the house, or get off the bus, or leave work.  I am chronically clumsy.  To the point where I was banned from using the peeler at work because I cut my fingers twice in my first two weeks on the job.  I hate…

My friends house caught fire last week  Another friend left uni and made a new life plan  And my best friends birthday is tomorrow.  Friends have had babies, Family have had surgeries,  And my brother started reading the bible.  My sister’s kids are growing up too fast.  And I’m not there for any of it.  My hometown is there where it always was before  Exactly the same as it was before.…

The dream was always to escape. To get away from the monotony of everyday life and find something else, something more. It’s the reason so many people decide to start travelling, not necessarily to see the world but simply to experience something new. But now that you’re here, what exactly have you found? When you’re on the road, “home” becomes harder to hold. It might mean the house you grew up…

We talk about changing how we see things but what do we really mean by that? Perception and perspective are words that are often confused. We use them interchangeably but I would argue they are not the same thing at all: Perception is your version of events – what you saw, how you felt, what it meant in the moment. It’s shaped by memory, bias, emotion, its deeply personal and becomes locked to…

I am not an aesthetic runner.  My face turns red, I sweat from my eyebrows and I have such lanky legs it sometimes looks like I’m running in slow motion.  I am not an aesthetic beach goer.  I get battered by the waves trying to get into the sea and absolutely everything will come home covered in sand.  I am not an aesthetic baker.  The kitchen will be left as if a toddler just cooked for the…

What are you doing right now? Probably mindlessly scrolling on instagram, tapping through story after story, barely acknowledging one before you move on to the next. (If you made it to this post, thanks for stopping by). Maybe you’re killing time on the bus journey home, or sitting on the sofa working up the energy to cook yourself some dinner. Whatever it is I’m almost certain you don’t…