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📷 Day 20: ice

Memories of Norway.

An orange sledge stands alone in the snow
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📷Day 19: birthday

On my birthday this year I visited an exhibition of the artist Louise Bourgeois. She claimed we’re born alone, but it’s the opposite. We’re born quite literally connected to another person.

A man’s shadow on a wall which has a quote by Louise Bourgeois on it.
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📷 Day 18: mood

The Blue Mountains, in one of their mysterious moods.

A mist-shrouded pillar of sandstone in the Blue Mountains, west of Sydney, topped with dense vegetation.
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📷 Day 17: transcendence

Rays of sunlight break through clouds over water, with Sydney's Blues Point Tower to the right in the middle distance
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📷 Day 16: flâneur

Sunrise at Maroubra Beach, viewed from the pavilion
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📷 Day 15: small

A shiny blue beetle with red spots rests on a leafy branch
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📷 Day 14: cactus. This is from ‘The Channel Series’, by Karl de Waal, as seen at the Art Gallery of NSW.

A model diorama of a woman looking at a large cactus. It’s an artwork by Karl De Waal.
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Finished reading: Orbital by Samantha Harvey 📚

This reads curiously well alongside To be Taught, if Fortunate. Both describe spaceflight in mundane but compelling detail. Harvey is the stronger writer, but Chambers has the stronger story. Both are writing, for want of a better term, space pastoral.

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📷 Day 13: page.

Fantastic marginalia on this page of a manuscript at the State Library of Victoria.

A medieval manuscript open to show illuminated lettering and extensive hand-written marginalia
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📷 Day 12: magic

Cover of the book, It's not really Magic. Microwave Cooking for Young People
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📷 Day 11: sky

A view of a bay with a sailing ship in the distance and several black swans feeding in the foreground
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📷 Day 10: train

A poster that says, Support railway workers!
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📷 Day 9: crispy

The reflective silver inside of a packet of crisps
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Finished reading: To Be Taught, If Fortunate by Becky Chambers 📚My backlog of sci-fi reading is getting a little smaller.

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Finished reading: A Psalm for the Wild-Built by Becky Chambers 📚I seem to be getting through the pile of sci-fi books that never shrinks but only grows.

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📷 Day 8: prevention.

A lighthouse glowing brightly on a dark headland
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📷 Day 7: I’ve posted this photo before but it’s definitely my idea of wellbeing.

A view of a small beach with people surfing and green hills in the background
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📷 day 6: windy

Three kids walking in a row with surf boards, with a stormy sky behind them.
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📷 Day 5: serene

A solitary house on the creek in the mist
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Remembering 2 Tone records.1 (I once met Jerry Dammers’ dad. He was an extremely proud father).

  1. HT Alan Ralph. ↩︎