Comfort pulls me down/ Guilt be my gravity

There is a place. A construction trailer. Lovingly renovated. A workshop. A roof from which you can see the sun rise.

In the current war it is above all Palestinian civilians, not Hamas, that bear the brunt of Israel's violence. An argument for humanity.

A photo story covering a protest in solidarity with the citizens of Gaza in Sydney (October 2023).

I could not make a head or tail of it. Was that who I thought it was behind the door? And the guard, the rifle–was it not all symbolic?

Doors open ways to houses and rooms, to different worlds - a photo story.

“Believe.” That’s it. The word’s resonance paralyzed me; I couldn’t move and couldn’t understand a thing.

Thoughts about Lady History by a half-drunk warden in the park.

A hairy mass slams into my legs. George is desperately trying to get to Blubber. “That’s a violation!” I say.

Reflections of an exchange student from Sweden on joining a Brazilian Jiu-jitsu club in Melbourne, Australia.

"soul dripping from tongue and stumbling eyes every slurred word a poem in itself"

Catholic schools are a common choice for parents in the US who are looking for alternatives to public school: an option with pros and cons.

A photo story focusing on a local bread maker to show the bread being baked and then eventually sold.