Tuesday, 6 September 2016

Paris was confusing



 sometimes you see it, sometimes you don't.


i'm going to make music, you'll see. 


getting to know my mother again. her name is Annie.





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it was all different 



i walked here on my own without a map, it took an hour until i saw it and then i saw it. 





i wrote about you. you and this tulip. 





 buildings and light. 


i don't want to go back.

there is no goodbye.

Sunday, 4 September 2016

before i left melbourne

Music while you read: station by lapsley


 they stopped the traffic in my street and brought the couches onto the road



Errol Street
 

he danced like no one was watching... and i was watching 






tips and toes



the music was good  



architecture on Victoria Street


Hamish came to visit and to run.





I love those humans that volunteer to help tourists. 
i is for information.



i followed her around Victoria Market, Denise prefers photos of her back... 




Denise has a lovely heart



 sometimes i like mistakes, but i still call them that.


Maybe I should study again. 

 this street is special to me, familiar and special.


this is their back yard #mishfam


my cousin mel, i hope she likes this one. 



 Mel took this photo of me. 


as i get older i care less and less about more and more.