“I had bared my heart and my feelings were seemingly reciprocated, sharing five years of itemised service invoices, lamenting night shifts, even travelling to the south side of the Bridge for me.”

“Parasites lead to heightened immune activity, making the body more capable of dealing with other invaders like pollen and bacteria. This idea parallels how, despite their destructive power, emotions can catalyse resilience and enlightenment.”

“For Australia to become truly free, it must cease to exist in its current form. A Blak socialist future envisions a society where land and people are no longer commodities but kin, where power flows from the wisdom of Elders and the collective strength of communities.”

“With each ink roll, I think of those wronged by the police system. With each carving, I think of those lost in the grips of the police system. The police force needs to be defunded, dismantled, and abolished. No justice, no peace.”

“When I listen to Faye yearn for her past/present lover, I can’t help but romanticise the early stages of any relationship; nothing mattered other than surrendering to the feeling.”

“I started to see The Admin in all my friends, everyone at every function, in every person I passed on King Street. I knew I had to uncover the uncoverable. I had to find the true face of The Admin of the famously anonymous @newtown.affirmations.”

“Through drawing, this emphasis is placed on the physical labor and materiality involved in archiving digital sensibilities. An intention to elevate elements often dismissed as ‘low-brow art’ — such as text

“All the objects that have passed through it are connected like a great fungal mind or a coral reef. In constant exchange with you and your housemates, the sharehouse becomes itself.”

The Suit of Armour in the Hotel Lobby at 3PM is a graphite and charcoal drawing inspired by an NPC in a friend’s D&D campaign. The suit has been designed for a small frog named Ted Lick.

“When we - the dispossessed - the faithful - 

Who have been barred out of sacred places 

Will be seated on high cushions 

When the crowns will be tossed, 

When the thrones will be brought down.”

“I think of her sometimes, on nights like this, when my shirt is low and the wind kisses my chest as greedy eyes stare. They don’t know there is nothing there anymore. I ate her years ago, splitting the tough skin with my front teeth to reach the fruit inside. But tonight, here, with the moon hiding behind low, yellow clouds, Beautiful Girl walks with me.”

“When he slept, I chiseled out a keyhole 

in his back to peek inside the crushed 

velvet cavity, the bone cage of a person 

who did not: a traveling ball of saliva,

surging breaths, simmering bile.”

I’m Eminem’s real daughter. I’m gonna join a cult if I can find one. I’m googling ‘how to survive sexuality’ like Lohanthony. I’m doing subliminals to you

External influences, memories, and interactions are central to the formation of identity, continuously shaping the self. In this series, I scanned various elements — my own self, calligraphy, and found graffiti/visuals — and superimposed them to create a layered composition, reflecting identity as a performative construct that is not fixed, but always in flux.

My problem is not with staying informed. I am asking you to consider who you pay your attention-currency to. Traditional mass media and public service media are years behind the quality and reach of online-only news outlets like The Daily Aus or Impact. Being aware of world issues has shifted from an expectation to a strange, gatekept knowledge-club.

A letter to you, dear scanner…