To Reclaim my Brain
I read an article in the Guardian recently in which a self-confessed podcast junkie wrote about making a significant change in her podcast consumption after experiencing a series of realisations…
Hit and Hope
The summer is slowly drawing to a close. And, although there’s still a fear that there’ll be a sting in the tail at some point in the form of a…
Changing The Record
I’ve spent a lot of today, Saturday, in bed. I’m not feeling great. Maybe it’s a cold on the way, or my body’s reaction to a change in weather conditions…
Meeting the Queen
I’ve just been in London again doing a job for APRA. It was, as always, lovely to be back there, made even nicer by managing to leave to head back…
It's Not Easy
My only second language is German. And I learned it in Germany while I was there for a year as a teenager before the dawn of the full-on digital age…
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Happy Birthday
Another birthday two days ago. I’m now 46 years old. Difficult to believe but it makes sense, I guess, if you count the years since I was born… I’m not…
Shifting Gears
I’ve been feeling particularly nostalgic the last few days. I’ve always leant that way, since I was small. Prone to a bout of nostalgia. I remember a conversation I had…
What is My 'Why'?
I’m currently writing resources for my creative consultation business that I run alongside my artist career. It’s all tied in together, really, because consulting in this capacity is about mentoring…
The Shark and the Fish
I’ve started writing songs again. And it’s a relief. Strange that it always feels like a relief. I think it’s more a feeling of ‘thank god, there’s something still here’…
Hot and Scary
I’m sitting in the back courtyard of a café in a small down in coastal Devon. Josh is working at a wedding with old friends down here today so I’m…
Dear Diary
Saturday June 20th
I’m writing this a Köln-Bonn airport about to fly to London for ten days. It’s a very rare occasion for me to be travelling without going…
Sunday
After dropping my beloved at Düsseldorf Airport at 5am this morning and driving the 75 minutes home, I’m having a coffee and the day is still very young. Germany basically…
The Immigration Office
I’m sitting on the ‘chaiselongue’ end of our new IKEA couch writing this with the AFL footy on the tele in the background. An unceasingly comforting sound to me. Even…