Shame is Boring

Recently I started┬ámaking my own little youtube videos and though I’m still feeling awkward as I learn to navigate a new medium, I am finding it to be a very exciting, raw and direct means of communication and self expression. I feel tremendously excited but also incredibly vulnerable, as I allow my imperfections and awkwardness to be seen.

But I am proud of this video particularly.

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Cities

Something past midnight, rural Victoria. Fog illuminated by headlights and very little else but for the painted lines of the road falling towards us. At some point the grey, yellow, pinkish murk melts away to a deep black dotted with artificial lights like carefully arranged fireflies. Then suddenly the city. A million lights that tremble in the autumn chill. Ephemeral phenomena. All of it. Cities are so fucking beautiful when you remember that in the history of existence, their appearance is so sudden and so temporary. These monolithic beasts of glass, steel and concrete reveal themselves for what they are… fragile and fleeting. Shimmering dots of light, like the glow of stars that died a hundred million years ago.