A chat with emerging musical theatre artist, Katie Swan, from the contemporary duo ‘Forrester & Swan’ about the future, Japan, firsts and lasts.
Brisbane struck lucky this weekend when the Finders Keepers markets overtook Bowen Hill’s old museum in a blur of flowers, handmade jewelry, prints and home-ware. The Australian Design and Art markets are ultimately a gathering of good food, good music, and good people, surrounded by unsurpassable stalls boasting unique treasures. From amethysts growing plants to wooden clouds providing frames for colourful prints, everywhere you looked there was bound to be something to catch your eye. I captured my favourite portions of Finders Keepers on camera, but to really grasp an understanding of the relaxed, sunny atmosphere, keep up to date on when these stellar markets are next hitting up Brisbane and follow the Finders Keepers Instagram: @finders_keepers.
Featuring: terrariums by bella // the grassy bowl // hello miss may // dear mabel // bespoke letterpress // ace of swords // core // erin lightfoot // alice nightingale
I’m willing to gamble all the money in my bank account (and for a waitress’ salary I promise it’s not all that shabby) that you’re hiding at least one little questionable habit from your peers’ judgemental glares and screwed-up noses. No need to worry, I won’t tell anyone. The thing is, there’s bound to be something that gets their knees knocking in excitement too, despite the shameful connotations.
Every time I cross the Storybridge in Lancelot (my silver lancer), there’s a feel good song blasting on the radio, my windows are rolled down and the stretched city landscape rushes past in a blur of tall buildings and metallic colours. Looking at these photos transports me to this really special space in my mind where I’m flying across the bridge but in slow motion, caught in the moment with ample time to stop and smell the roses.
We live in a fast-paced environment, constantly connected to our phones and squeezing as much activity as we can into the shortest amount of time. With Spring comes the opportunity to take a step back, breathe deeply and just chiillll.
I’m not one of those ‘crazy feminist lasses who think every man is the spawn of satan himself,’ but lately the concept of guys verbally abusing gals has been circling around my brain. The older I grow, the more I notice the position of women in society and how sometimes the relationship between the two sexes is simply an inherent part of our culture. Something that I can’t even begin to understand, however, is the notion of cat-calling.
It’s simply unbelievable how many times we experience pure, unadulterated magic everyday through a series of insignificant events: Continue reading “fire N gold”
Bali boasts an endless plethora of activities to engage in, whether it’s exploring their unique culture, spending time with locals or simply settling into a relaxing lifestyle on the beach. There’s so much more on this list I haven’t mentioned, from bartering at the markets to enjoying cheap massages or even taking surfing lessons on the beach (I recommend all three). But for now, here’s a list of the top ten things to do in Bali.
(To read about a more extensive and in-depth experience in Bali, you can dive into my travel journal here.)
A series from my art journal.
Turkey: Continuously under fire // France: The statue where a shrine was left for Paris & Nice victims // Syria: A UNESCO world heritage site destroyed by ISIS // Belgium: The building where a shrine was left for Brussels victims.
Modern history was my favourite subject in high school, because every class my teacher read us a chapter from a book about a certain time period, and as the term progressed so did the story. Week by week I learnt more about the oppressive dictatorship of Josef Stalin, American interventions (god damn, they interfered more times than Simon abrasively cuts off an X-Factor hopeful), and suffragette activism (and no, it was not all a singing fiesta like Mary Poppins suggests).
Enthralled in learning about the past lead me to wondering… What will people of the future learn about the people of now? What story will be spun about our lives? I can see the title for the textbook in my mind, and it’s not a particularly pretty one: An Era of Terrorism.
Cast me in a Ferris Bueller remake.
Ditching lectures, uniforms and any hint of responsibility in lieu of impulsive adventures in the 80s sounds like a jazzy time to me. If you were to cast yourself in a Ferris Bueller remake, would you visit an art museum, borrow a Ferrari, eat at an over-priced restaurant or become the star attraction in a glitzy parade? You won’t know until you try it, and for when you do, here’s how to make the most of your day off: Continue reading “Cast me in a Ferris Bueller remake”
So I am SUPER EXCITED about this lil’ blog post. Mainly because I can’t wait to show off this coat; I’m completely obsessed and wear it every chance I get, even if it’s just to drive to work. Speaking of my job as a waitress, over the hols I was earning $ nearly every day, so used the quiet hours to learn how to work the bar. You’re now looking at a trained barista who can mix & pour every drink under the sun- from iced chocolates to lattes, kahluas and short blacks. I love pouring caramel-coloured coffee into milk that’s been steamed to resemble wet paint, hearing the whir of the grinding coffee beans and swirling whipped cream into a ’50s-style milkshake glass. Everything’s coming up roses! Continue reading “Coffee Coats”