Los Angeles Journal

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Los Angeles is indecisive. Summer is impatient but spring doesn’t want to give up control and reminds us with light rain and cloud. Downtown scrapers behind the veil. Traffic on high. A mobile phone gives the driver voice commands, but …

Sydney Journal Eleven

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Glass pack feedback on a second gear scratch. Kent and Bathhurst. For us or the audience who doesn’t really care? On this street corner, right here and now, just watching. There is no reason to act but believe me when …

Sydney Journal Ten

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Slow sweat creeping up. Jacket off and packed up. Southern light burning into me. Autumn is such a lovely word. The train is whisper silent. No one speaks, and beyond this there is a “silent carriage.” My kind of place. …

Real Time Sydney v3 with Garry Trinh

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The book is done. Two days. Shoot, print, edit, sequence, design, upload and print. 58-pages. Perfect bound. $14 with shipping. Prior to the completion… Sugar. Tea. Milk. The book build continues. A full day of Garry working. He sits like …

Real Time Sydney Book v2 with Garry Trinh

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What happens after the prints are made, the sequence is chosen and things move forward? We make decisions. A change of course. From Blurb Trade Book to Magcloud Digest. Why? Garry has never done a Magcloud publication, so reason enough …

Real Time Sydney Book, v1 with Garry Trinh

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Self-publishing is all about freedom. Freedom to do what you want, when you want and in the material style you want. You shoot, edit, sequence, design, print and then most importantly you move to the next project. This way as …

Sydney Journal Nine

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“I wanted a mission and for my sins they gave me one.” Captain Willard. Upriver. Parramatta. Green to gold and then to black. Bubbling. Turmoil. Jet foil. Narrower and narrower. “It’s a slow boat,” someone warns but the thrust of …

Sydney Journal Eight

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Sydney smolders. Smokestack lighting. Vapor trails off a high rise. Moments of wonder. Can I climb down twenty floors? Control burns like a necklace around the Big Smoke. Nature reminds us all of the inevitable. When we go it will …

Sydney Journal Seven

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No time for dreams here. Days too consumed for the freedom of random night thoughts. Install, lecture, install, meet up. Classified. “International Guest.” There are moments when the conversation lags and my other mind creeps in. I forget to ask …

Sydney Journal Six

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There is someone I need to mention who has nothing to do with this post. Someone put on this planet to endure. Put here to party, to explore, to make stupid moves, to fall in love from country to country. …