This film was the product of a collaboration between myself and contemporary dancer, Clare Dark.

The main catalyst for this film was our shared frustration with creative stagnancy and the uselessness of unharnessed potential.

Fragments left behind…

Shame nothing in full survived

] Only parts

Pieces only partly known

Equates to then more

But then

The bracket [ ]

Suddenly vacant

The mind rushes beautifully;

It’s free space

For you

] Use it

The breath

The

Staggered

Lyric

On

The page

It got cold in the

Last five minutes of

The hour’s close so

I went to the sea

To watch the dawn break

At her knees sweetly –

Who are we when no one is watching? Might that be our most authentic self?

If so, there is certainly an artist desire to capture that authenticity, and a human desire to know what that might look like in another in the hopes of relating or differing for comfort, for interest.

Let us start here, by considering photography as the temporality-breaking artform it is. Thinking about how you (the photographer) and they (the subject/s) are immortalizing a present moment in time that has not existed before instills value in the picture you are taking – regardless of reason, content, or audience.

Bourbong Street Bundaberg is the main strip of the town, the CBD, with two story buildings lining both sides of the street. Busy shop fronts occupy the ground floors with their signage layered over the early 1900s buildings that still stand beneath them. The upper stories, however, are rich in their original architecture, embellished with gorgeous arch windows.

It’s mellow at first, you’re cradled
Just below the water’s surface without thirst
As it sways you; the current ensues you.
Your subtle call be supressed
By the water’s tension, by the symphony
That lunges as if it were a wave’s crest.

Fossicking through the history held in antique shops is one of my favourite things to do. In late November of 2021 my partner and I started in Peregian then drove along the coast to Noosa, looking through all of the antique stores we could find on Apple Maps. I always try to find the shelf with the old cameras, many of which are retired paperweights – perhaps fixable but I can never know.