Posted on August 27, 2014
We came across this delightful house on Desire To Inspire the other day. Designed by Techné Architecture + Interior Design, it is a wonderful conversion of a double-fronted weatherboard house into an amazing and inviting space full of colour and energy. I love how the street frontage is subtle, with only a cheeky bright blue door and a small amount of metal cladding visible to hint at the impressive structure within. They have managed to add four extra bedrooms, an open plan living-dining area and a study, with heaps of life-bringing natural light. And to top it all off, the interior design and furniture is positively mouthwatering! (Excuse me whilst I rescue my laptop keyboard from my drool…)
Photography by Derek Swallwell
Posted on August 20, 2014
Posted on August 18, 2014
So this is Rhianna. She just turned twenty one this year (I know right, shut UP!) and is already inspiring us with her spirit of open-hearted adventure, exceptional eye for photography, and shrewd business mind. What a package! What also amazes me is just how comfortable and self-assured she is in her own skin despite being professedly socially awkward – I don’t believe it for one bit! 🙂
After finishing school (not that long ago – hah!) and unsure of what to do with the big bright future in front of her, Rhi enrolled in Arts at the University of Western Australia, majoring in International Relations and Italian Studies. Her course has meandered a little thereafter, and her experiences have included a lot of travel, living in Milan for six months, and working as a legal secretary. If you ask me though, the most interesting and well-rounded people are those who do meander, each new experience lived in and savoured, perpetually adding to their sense and knowledge of self.
Now Rhianna’s first love is, in fact, writing. Her blog, The Wildest Of Dreams, was birthed whilst slightly tipsy on a vodka and orange that was admittedly mostly vodka. After some time, however, an aunt and particular harsh critic proclaimed that although the blog was lovely it really needed pictures. Rhi started off by snapping piccies with her iPhone but it wasn’t until she unearthed her mum’s old film camera (a beautiful Pentax K1000) that her true love affair with photography began.
Rhi’s blog is written with such frankness that you feel like she’s writing a letter to a very close friend. She openly muses about topics that excite her, frequently features mini projects (such as Coffee of Perth), and once in a while there’s a heartfelt ramble about life and her current challenges. These are the posts I like best. I highly recommend hopping over and following too.
Check out Rhi’s sweet photography work below. Her latest endeavour (to be featured here soon!) is one that I am wholeheartedly certain will be a runaway success. Without sharing too many spoilers before our next post, Rhi and a bunch of unimaginably talented young creatives is bringing something new and, if you ask me, downright perfect to the “wedding world”. More about this anon…
Posted on August 8, 2014
Sitting next to someone on an airplane can sometimes be awkward. Do you want to talk. Would you prefer to zone out in your secure bubble contained between your armrests, headset firmly on. You were late 40s, 5 o’clock shadow, and looked decidedly friendly (after a surreptitious side glance). So, I ventured out and tested the waters, as I’m a chronic hater of awkward silences.
So is Perth home or holiday destination for you?
Neither! You replied, amiably. You were en route to Broome to work offshore on the ships out that way.
And so I latched on to the cheery but safe subject, prattling on about how much I love Broome, and the conversation meandered agreeably to talk about travelling and bucket lists, so on and so forth. We spoke about our occupations, the bits we like, the bits we find challenging. The conversation flowed effortlessly to and fro, both refreshingly interested in each other’s life experiences and opinions.
Then inevitably we started speaking about family. You’d mentioned a son and a daughter previously so I not-so-cleverly inferred that you had two children. You paused ever so slightly, then said yes. I noted the pause but callously soldiered on. After more questions you volunteered that your eldest son passed away four years ago. We nodded commiseratively together but I didn’t delve, I could hear the pain heavy in your voice. The attention turned my way. And for the first time ever because of your honesty and compelled by the way you spoke with both feeling and calm bravery, I was able to say and acknowledge to a stranger that I had two older brothers. But that I lost one last year.
You understood. You understood why I had to stop speaking at that point. Although you didn’t say much, your compassion and sympathy were apparent. Your sentences became cropped, your voice thick with emotion. You told me that family is everything. You told me that things do get better.
And I believe you. You’ve been there. In fact, you’re still there.
Thank you, John. I might never see you again but thank you all the same from the bottom of a torn but healing heart.
Posted on August 4, 2014
Join Seb from Mano a Mano for a morning session of cupping, a simple and almost ritualistic way of tasting and enjoying coffee. Seb is intensely knowledgeable and passionate about the origins of all the beans he sources, right down to the very names of the farmers that grow and harvest them.
Each cup of beans is ground, smelled, brewed, and smelled again. And finally you get to taste. The beans are sourced from all over the world, including Colombia, Kenya and Ethiopia, and all have deliciously individual characteristics, aromas and taste.
Mano a Mano means “hand to hand”. It reminds me of all the human steps that are required to ultimately bring me my perfect cuppa. Planted, picked (as bright red cherries!), dried, exported, tasted, roasted, ground.
Mano a Mano public cuppings are held on Saturday mornings at Gordon St Garage and are FREE (Seriously! What can you get for free these days!?!).
Posted on August 1, 2014
A ticket to an unknown destination, a bunch of clues, an abandoned warehouse.
A deer with a flower wreath around its neck.
And then Kate Miller Heidke.
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