Monday, January 01, 2007
Melbourne street art. Night walk.
Having lived in Melbourne for eight years I've come to love the city's twists and turns in laneways and street art. As a walker and public transport fan, I encounter the landscape as an active participant: a transient relationship.
I'm moved to go back along the same tracks like an ant or doleful sheep. The scenery never sleeps and lolls me a love song. Look listen breathe stare, touch me, till next time, floating in memory heartspace.
Two for the lane
Cash or credit
Democracy the trojan horse
Full of love. Bleeding innocence
Full of love. Green face
OM la 15 minutes