It was a Tuesday when the buildings on George Street were self-evacuated and a sea of white collars spilled from their cubicles onto the pavement.I found myself pushed aside by the stomping mass of office workers and instead walked in the opposite direction of logic: to the river. The immense power of the water was mesmerising as I witnessed the strange battle between nature and urban science, with submerged metal surrendering to a proud victor. Devastation was in clear sight, but at the time I struggled to comprehend the full extent of the damage.
21 August 2011
09 August 2011
If alien slayer Sigourney Weaver and squinting cowboy Clint Eastwood crossed paths after a rip in the space-time continuum and started dating; their illegitimate love child would have to be the graphic novel-turned Hollywood blockbuster, Cowboys + Aliens.
(the magazine concept I came up with at Whitehouse - "Amelia Earheart meets Battlestar Galactica")
08 August 2011
For now, shoes!