Category: Random
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An actual lockdown ramble
There are many strange and scary things about this pandemic. About this year more broadly, too. But on the strange side, there’s the way the mundane, the ordinary, the unconscious, becomes at best unwieldy, and at worst nigh impossible. A simple outing, today, planned well within the rules of Stage 4 lockdown. My bike wheel […]
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More lockdown ramblings
It’s an old conversation now, rife with misinformation and half-baked platitudes. But there is a loss of the moment when you’re swept along by the stream.
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Lockdown ramblings
Sun streams in through the window. I’ve left the light off today: for some reason the sunlight is enough. The driveway is being dug up, so the door to my study is closed, and my noise-cancelling headphones are nestled over my ears. In my head, for once, things are relatively calm. I’m working through a […]
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one day more
I shared on the weekend that I had been working, and how rare that was (working on the weekend, not working full stop!). I’m now further into that particular grind, working through Day 8 of a nine-day stretch. I’m very much feeling it now. At times through a stretch like this you’re in the zone, […]
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Notes on a theme
It’s happened again. I hit a certain point, usually every twelve months, sometimes sooner, where I get annoyed with my WordPress theme. This layout for my website that I have handpicked from dozens of options, that at the time of choosing I was most satisfied with, has now outstayed its welcome. Its geometries, its fonts, […]
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rolling
It’s been ten years since I owned a bike. I started, as so many kids do, with a little BMX, then around my late teens I was gifted a refurbished hybrid to get about the backroads of the Hawkesbury hills. When I moved on campus, the hybrid became a handy mode of late-night transport between […]
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dust to dust
I’ve attended three memorial services this year. March isn’t over yet. Annihilation is one of my favourite books, and I can’t tell you why. It’s something about the way humanity is reduced to just its connection with the world around us, and done so simply, and only in words. Names, backgrounds, the trimmings with which […]
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Hypnosis
Like the boy reaching out in Persona … … like Neo, who cannot resist the mirror … … cinema is hypnotic, and we are powerless to its mechanisms.