Is it merely the ashen, apocalyptic, fallout of exploded dreams?
She made him promise their lives would be as full as if she had remained.
Recently a good friend commissioned me to personalise one of my resin bagbling pieces for her.
Rest in Peace Dusty
As I approached the town I felt the excitement build
A gallery of another kind
Grateful is cleaning up ex-sloppy-now-dried dog shit from a long pile rug.
It was autumn and I was caught in a magical, flurry of leaves.
While wandering down Brunswick Street, Fitzroy I stumbled across probably one of the most creative things I’ve found in a long time.
A photography exhibition by Julie Camilleri