Three weeks on and with great gratitude to Bindu, who I met on the trail, I now have a record of the Great Crossing through the southern highlands of Iceland (my camera became waterlogged on day two). In awe of the goodness of the planet, I revisit the splendour of those four days. I write it [...]
It was quite a delight to visit the newly renovated swimming baths in Reykjavik. It was 2018. Sundhöllin, is the oldest of the public baths in Iceland and a real treat. Taking a bath here is to enter into a delicate, well considered, wholesome experience. I found Sundhöllin next to the Church, and came to [...]
Walking has been a part of a daily practice for some time. It has required an openness to go slower, to engage more fully in my surroundings and to keep expenses to a minimum. I am walking off my angst in a difficult year. Whether it be the streets and beaches of Fremantle, the fence lines [...]
To feel the skin is to be vulnerable. It is vulnerability that moves the edges, morphing and haunting the boundaries, emerging and retreating, being present and absent, building and unravelling, free from over-coding and over-riding the pathology of that which is ‘unfeminine’. How can we develop a ‘maternal feminine aesthetic’, one which [...]
