Hello. I'm still here. Just busy, as usual. Trying very hard to find the time to do things like: play space-themed mini-golf in country NSW, trawl op-shops, spend Sunday arvo's at exhibition openings in the hills, cook and bake for friends, go to the river, read, play footy in the front yard. Y'know, the kind of things that make me forget my general restlessness for a little while.


In the meantime, local lads Sparkspitter have released their EP and I can't stop listening to it. I think my favourite track is 'Ginsburger'. I can't remember if I ever told you that my long-term loves Doe had released their EP too. That was a while ago, almost a year now. Well anyway, they did. I listened to it pretty religiously whilst travelling, and now so many times that I can't separate one track from another. They're both good records. Real good.

I love this. Swedish interiors be gone! Found Australian interiors from real estate websites, come to me! At the moment I'm in a very enjoyable 'nesting in a new home' period myself. (Via textile and terrain).

I've lost half of my negatives from London. I imagine I put them somewhere 'safe' when I moved house just before Christmas.

I've never really loved London, but this visit was nice. London with a bit of sun on it makes for a far more enjoyable time! Not to mention London Design Week, which led me to all the nicest streets and neighbourhoods. Coffee, coffee, coffee, coffee, cupcakes, markets (OMG the Borough Market!), Saatchi, V&A, The Breakfast Club, Fika, Flat White, Monmouth, the Barbican, pop up shops, tiny galleries, Look Mum No Hands, flying out in a jumbo jet. FIN.

Oslo. I drank Norwegian beer and ate fish burgers at the harbour in the middle of a bustling food festival and market; I watched skateboarders roll up and down the front steps of the town hall; I took the train into the hills and went hiking, passing by two enormous but obviously out-of-action ski slopes; I saw a play at Black Box; I saw the absolutely amazing 'Absolute Installation' at the National Museum of Contemporary Art; I took a ferry ride around the fjord; I drank coffee at Fuglen (where the barista was from Melbourne, go figure) and admired the wings on the bike out the front; I drank more coffee - the best of my life - at Tim Wendelboe; I bought a waffle from a young girl around the corner who was making and selling them in the street (perfect English at age 10. Cue feelings of inadequacy); I had my photo taken for a Japanese magazine out the front of a cafe one morning - apparently I'm a good representation of the Norwegian cafe/knitting culture (go figure x2)!

I can't believe I'm still doing this, still stuck in Gothenburg. In more ways than one, I suppose.

Life is odd at the moment. Coming out of an extended break from work. Trying to find my feet in quicksand. Appreciative of those around me. Newly twenty-three!

We stumbled upon the Gothenburg International Biennial for Contemporay Art, with the tagline 'art in a time of creativity fever'. There were some amazing pieces, like this giant hanging bean-filled work, a world map made out of electrical wire and sound representing migration flow, and a symphony based on the 'voices' of the Icelandic financial collapse! Röda Sten, the building under the bridge, blew me away. What an amazing space.

Anne Kristine from 11.54 had me guest post over on her blog. This photograph of me was taken by the lovely Sia Duff.

It's the new year. I hope yours is, has been and will be happy. I'm crossing my fingers for the same for myself.