Great article by Phil Jarrett on Swellnet: In Praise of Westies
Oddly, where I live/surf, I think it’s been easier for me (a central Qld native – someone from 1,400 kms away) than the guys who’ve “grown up in Cromer” (5 mins away). Which is kind of hilarious. It’s because I don’t give a shit.
There is nothing better than dismantling someone’s expectation that you’re trying to belong. Be proud of where you’re from.
Life is energy, and energy is creativity. And even when we as individuals pass on, the energy is retained in the work of art, locked in it and awaiting release if only someone will take the time and the care to unlock it.
Joyce Carol Oates in the Paris Review.
Have you ever seen interiors done so beautifully? You can feel the textures – dried flowers snapping, skin, lace, hair, cold laminate. All the details peculiar to older Australian houses makes it seem like a memory of childhood – the louvred windows, the roll call of houses at the beginning, corrugated iron … And that moment between 3:21 to 3:25 – Oh!