​20.06.26

Dumplings and potstickers. A fine end to the week. Mist in the air. Gleaming light from the east. Highs of 26•C. A day of rest.

​19.06.26

Sun. Highs of 25•C in parts.

18.06.26

"David Lloyd George" in name only is what remains of the school where writer Joy Kogawa studied before being transported to a Japanese internment camp almost seventy-five years ago. I took a group of students to her nearby house a couple of decades ago. Joy is still alive, and remaining vital I trust. The school where she learned to read and write, and now reduced to a carved stone plinth for sitting on unsettles.

17.06.26

This knitted cohabitation requires more attention which will follow when opportunity allows.

16.06.26

A turn of events, this one capturing a minor multitude of elevations both oblique and horizontal.

15.06.26

Updates and upsets. Many cappuccinos were had in the late eighties, with frothed tops served in conical mugs. The fug of humid tobacco stains mingled with toilet cleansers near the foosball tables. And on the screens the world cup matches would turn over endlessly for an entire month or until Portugal, Spain, and Italy were disappeared in the series of elimination contests. With this revisit, all that is left is a mouldering shell. 

14.06.26

“Peace Accord” as a floating signifier.