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Month: June, 2011


I used to be quite resilient.
in my early days
before things started to stick
I was an expert at shrugging it off
feeling nonchalant towards harsh words aimed to hurt
then they started doing resilience courses at school
and bringing in motivational speakers
like that was enough to bring it back.
But when you have lost resilience
and it has been squashed several times
over a long period of time
until its gone
to get it back
takes more then one ‘nice’ talk
or a 3 day workshop
more then tally marks
and ‘rising from the ashes’ situations
It takes courage.


When summer returns
we should all go tubing
down rapids
with a whole lot of people you dont know
for the sole purpose
of making new friends.

tattoo the world.

IF I were to get a tattoo
not saying that I would ever (hey mum)
It would be a map.
of the world
and I would regularly update
my travels..
Imagine that.
but who needs something like that on your back
when you could just have it in a large chalk drawings on your bedroom wall
and carved into your kitchen bench
or woven into a carpet map
and made into a mosaic tile of the world in your bathroom..

be a boy.

Im such a boy sometimes
all I want to do is wear
jeans, a tshirt and an oversized sweater..
This fantastic shop doesnt help
neighbour holds so many mens clothes that I would purchase.


helpers wanted.

just putting a little thought out there
children’s book illustrators
I NEED your creativity
so Ive got a book with words
and it so desperately needs pictures.
So help me out.
Email me if your keen

thank you treasures.

Bon Iver.

I happen to have a very lovely friend
Dominique Borzestowski
clever and cleverer
he gave me Bon Ivers New self titled album
before its been released.

He is completely amazing
If I could play you his wonderfulness I would
But you will have to wait like everyone else
but you can read the marvelous things he has written..


“I was unafraid, I was a boy, I was a tender age
melic in the naked, knew a lake and drew the lofts for page
hurdle all the waitings up, know it wasn’t wedded love
4 long minutes end and it was over it’d all be back
and the frost took up the eyes

pressed against the pane could see the veins and there was poison out
resting in a raze the inner claims I hadn’t breadth to shake
searching for an inner clout, may not take another bout
honey in the hale could fill the pales of loving less with vain
hon, it wasn’t yet the spring

aiming and it sunk and we were drunk and we had fleshed it out
nose up in the globes, you never know if you are passing out
no it wasn’t maiden-up, the falling or the faded luck
hung up in the ivory, both were climbing for a finer cause
love can hardly leave the room
with your heart..”


All in one day
we made an art gallery, for visitors.
Aiden wanted to leave a money box for people to buy our artworks, and to write letters to all the visitors from the artists just saying hello.
So with pegs and string we hang up our finest works,
with racetracks and farmyard scenes,
hand prints and stencils
We changed more then the walls of the house.

with way too much icing
and too many lollies for children
double doses of sugar and a little extra icing in the bowl, for them to lick.
we ate our way through friday.

We were left with something looking a little like a dragon
or a dinosaur, whatever way you look at it
we stood back at admired
and began filling our belly’s a little more
until you couldn’t tell what we had baked..
what a perfect Friday.

Christopher and Bethany Gleeson. 4.6.11

and she does it..
beautiful Bethany Robertson
becomes Bethany Gleeson.
in the most beautiful heartwarming ceremony I have ever attended.
so what do you say
when one of your best friends walks down the isle
and choses to marry the dream guy.
its too perfect for words
and long winded sentences.


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