auckland-in-the-rain
and you know it’s all getting a bit much when auckland-in-the-rain just looks like …auckland.
doors open
doors open. and shut. and slam. and are locked. and are broken down. and open. walls just stand there, fixed and stern, like charity. and windows sometimes offer more hope than fulfilment. but doors, they open.
and a bottle of v
i’m endlessly delighted by the potential for magic in the perfectly mundane, the inherently boring, the everyday predictable. all it seems to take is the desire to look again, and again, and again. ‘normal’-ness is such a thin veneer to the surprising inner character of things. so listen hard to the syncopated tattoo the train [...]
mit thla: complete!
these pictures started with the idea that anyone with any camera can take interesting pictures-you don’t *need the best equipment or brilliant photoshop skills. somewhere along the way came the desire to add words to the pictures. this wasn’t too difficult, as many of the poems I write seem (to me at least) quite visual [...]
