Blog, Poetry, Film

I’ve been musing on my time living in FNQ, both rainforest and dry country, and how the archetype of the the wild self personified through us, and what existing in...

Doors to SoulA poem by me at 4am.——————————————————The doors to encounter with soul are unique and aplenty.Tailored to the individual.For me?There is a door in a lick and a bend...

Fire consumes more than one night.Their wetland, my wasteland.Internal badland.In moments,As a piece of earthen clay.Moveable, sensitive, tactful, imprintable.Touch can sink depths with pressure and repitition.Fire can set to stone.Fire...

Sand grew around me, uprearing my every step.There was sand in his boot,And a blaze in the desert.Graves in the dunes,And a secret stash of peppercorns in his pocket. Shuya...

Sparks stretch to flame - Wilder Craftforms from Jenna Collins on Vimeo. How to make a fire with your Knife Necklace and Ferrocerium Fire StarterFire is essential to survival.You need...

June.  A daybreak campfire. Through night I lay awake.Through pines I step daybreak.Trying to conjure sentences that describe your influence.On my world,On my upbringing,On your connate nature.Father.The gang of hoodlum...