Let's pretend
On that Friday afternoon, we revisited those shy little girls that met for the first time, tangled hair from climbing trees and crayon smeared hands that reached out to hold, toothless grins whispering ‘Let’s pretend...’
When you appeared in my dreams, I thought I saw you in the field.
An ode to past relationships and the ghostly apparitions of memories that are ever present as time goes on.
On the Chinese campus canteen
The Chinese campus canteen is an overlooked institution, providing sustenance and representing the deep-rooted tradition of communal eating.
The dark economy of McBucks
In conclusion, fuck McDonald’s. Never work there. Never encourage your kids to work there either. If I’m ever desperate for cash, would I go back? I wouldn’t bet on it.
Sandstone Futurism
Sandstone Futurism is neither a proposal, nor a hypothetical solution, but rather, an inevitable utilisation of our environment.
Hard times for Mr Dickens
Eventually, he was lost to the mists of time, and a Charles Dickens Statue diaspora sprawled across Sydney.
Building Morticia
Unlike Vampira and Elvira, Morticia is a wife and mother, but it goes without saying that she represents much more than that. She wants it all, and refreshingly, she never asks why she shouldn’t have it.
Uncloaking witchcraft: exploring Paganism as a Muslim
Real-life paganism is beyond the blood, drama, and telekinetic miracles on television and is rooted in natural connection to the Earth’s seasons.
Anatomising the N64
Anatomising the N64 isn’t hard when you can peer into the bottle green motherboard, the nucleus of hypnotic rotating graphics, and the labyrinth that allows you to fire off that blue shell.