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Saturday, January 17, 2015
Wednesday, January 14, 2015
Adventure; a thirst to be closer to nature; a ceaseless lust to see more of my city, my home, my world; saying yes to new things; exploring beyond what I believed I could do: all these things were my 2014.
2013 reminded me that I needed to take care of myself; that also meant giving myself space and time to grow, to explore and stay close to all the things that make me glad to be alive. 2014 was about putting all that into practice.
Monday, November 24, 2014
|Brush-type by the lovely Jasmine. Photo by yours truly.|
Earlybird tickets are still on sale until December 1. You get a goodie bag and Typism Book 2 with your earlybird ticket (no goodies if you're a late ticket holder!), and there's a $5 discount when you use the code "INSTAGRAM".
If you're crazy about type, you may just want to attend some masterclasses. There's no shortage of inspiration and type-loving with Typism!
I've been lucky enough to work with some of these talented typographers & designers in the past, so if you can't wait until next year, take a look at these creatives behind the scenes.
Type By Hand: Hand-lettering Workshops with Wayne Thompson (Typism 2013 Speaker, founder of Australian Type Foundry).
Behind the scenes with Jasmine Dowling (Typism 2015 Speaker).
Behind the scenes with Aurelie Maron (Typism 2013 Speaker)
Behind the scenes with Dominique Falla (Typism Founder).
Sunday, November 16, 2014
One of my favourite days, at some of my favourite places, with my favourite person.
Brisbane was lucky enough to be given a day off on Friday for the G20 Leaders' Summit. Most of us escaped the city, and I chose to spend it enjoying the sunshine and celebrating my 24th birthday. I rarely go to the beach, let alone get the chance to spend 3 days doing whatever I please, so this weekend I made the most of it: a 2.5 hour challenging, but incredibly rewarding yoga workshop with 21 amazing women on the Friday, watching Interstellar in the afternoon. On Saturday Martin and I left home early, heading to Harvest for brunch and walking around Byron Bay.
If you know me, you'll know I'm more for low-key celebrations, so days like this are all I need. I'd much rather travel, explore or experience something as a gift, rather than add to a collection of stuff that will only gather dust and rot when I'm gone. In the last year I've been incredibly mindful to actually set myself proper days off for the good of my own wellbeing, and it was refreshing to have a couple days where I was not bound by time, rigid plans or any kind of obligation.
Most of the photos below are of our afternoon at Fingal Head, a 40 minute drive north from Byron.
Monday, November 10, 2014
Last Saturday I spent the afternoon with Mia, making coffee, chatting and taking photos of my space for an interview with Element Eden Australia. I'm extremely excited to be on the same blog as some of the most talented women I know, including Jasmine Dowling, Miso, Loretta Lizzio, and Sha'an D'anthes. I would never have placed myself anywhere near the same league as these women, so I'm overjoyed to have even been asked.
Read more about me, creative life, the future and everything else in between over here.
Photos below by Mia Parcell & myself; edited by yours truly.
Friday, November 07, 2014
Four days after I came home from Borneo, I was a wedding photographer once more, shooting Lucy & Alex's wedding held at Maleny Manor. I was so honoured to be there, not only as their friend but as their photographer, to capture all the love and happiness between them & their families. There was so much genuine love in the room from all of them, and it made my job as their photographer so easy and full of joy.
After the wedding, I felt as if there was no possible way I could have told this story of what I felt and saw on the day: the closest group of family and friends I have ever seen, how much fun they are to be around, how they take care of each other. I was terrified I couldn't have done it justice, but they were over the moon when I showed them the photos, and that's all that matters to me.
My biggest thanks also to Emily Nelson, who was my second shooter on the day. We both went home on a high after spending 12 incredible hours with these guys.
Saturday, November 01, 2014
This will be my final Trek For Orangutans post on the blog. I hope you've enjoyed both the visual and written aspects of my storytelling, and I hope it's inspired you in some way. If you feel as if I've taken you there; if you've been inspired to do something or take off to that one place on your bucket list right now; if you can almost feel the sweat and the heat and everything in between, I've done this right.
In this last post, we travel from Putussibau to Pontianak, Pontianak to Jakarta, and Jakarta to Sydney before I finally fly back home to Brisbane in the early hours of Monday morning.
Day 9-10: Leaving Borneo, Going Home
On Day 9, I awoke in Putussibau. Sleeping on a mattress had never felt so, so good. I had gotten used to the sun rising just as I did, the warm light just breaking across the horizon, waking everything up with it. I knew when I came home to Brisbane the sun would be higher in the sky by 5:30am, but here it was still dark.
We'd only be here in the hotel for a couple of hours before flying back to Pontianak (the Equator City, which you may recall from my very first post).
Thursday, October 23, 2014
This post covers the very last Friday of our trip; our journey back to the cities. We travelled from Bukit Peninjau Wildlife Research Station back to Meliau longhouse to say goodbye to the villagers and wait for our boats back to Lanjak—but Borneo wasn't done surprising us yet. Little did we know our afternoon would involve us getting stranded in shallow water before making our way to Putussibau, many hours later than expected.
Day 8: From Bukit Peninjau to Meliau, Meliau to Lanjak, Lanjak to Putussibau.
This morning it was time to leave. We were heading back to Meliau, back to Lanjak, then back to Putussibau. I had gotten used to my jungle routine; a cycle of fumbling around for my headtorch at 5:30am, peeling my sticky skin away from my sleeping bag, ducking underneath my mosquito net and heading to the bathroom before getting dressed and packing up. Getting dressed usually meant choosing whichever clothes were dry enough and didn't smell too bad before lathering on the sunscreen and 80% DEET. I could feel the aching of my hips and back after days of sleeping on wooden floors and concrete.
Monday, October 13, 2014
Our last two days in the jungle would be spent at Bukit Peninjau Wildlife Research Station, about a half an hour boat ride from Meliau longhouse. We did most of our trekking in the mountains here—one day of trekking in the scorching heat, the next in the cooling rain.
We conducted a data survey of orangutan nests and fallen fruit with the research team, learnt some jungle survival skills with the locals, watched proboscis monkeys from our boats in the stillness of Danau Sentarum, and went night-fishing. There truly was never a dull day in Borneo.
Day 6-7: Bukit Peninjau Wildlife Research Station
The next morning I was woken up (a few times) by the roosters crowing and dogs howling and pigs screeching. When they all burst into a simultaneous cacophony at 4am (I called it the Chorus of Animals), I promptly gave up on any further "sleep" and got up to use the bathroom—a single squat-style toilet in a concrete block outside the longhouse, at the far end of the village. Just a single toilet for the whole village (though we were pretty sure the locals didn't use this one).
There was no power running in the village now so I walked out with my head-torch, sanitiser and toilet roll in hand, stepping lightly on my toes across the wooden floors which creaked underneath me anyway. As I opened the front door the village dogs congregated excitedly at my feet, whining and sniffing for my attention. 4am, in the dark, on the way to the toilet wasn't really the time and place for pats, I thought.
It was nice being up before everyone else; before even the sun. I liked hearing the village go about their business. I had already heard some activity at about 3am: people heading out very early on their boats, perhaps to the plantations or to check fishing nets and crab pots. I used the time to pack my things ahead of our next campsite: Bukit Peninjau Wildlife Research Station, our home for the next two nights.