Making homemade Boots Posters as a gift for posting up in hospital wards and community groups during Covid times. Email to arrange, with hospital/community group name and postal address. Boots The Clown arrived early 2020 during lock down/isolation.
Photography Julian Kingma.
Natalie Trayling’s story is one of triumph over tragedy – and the power of music to hold and change lives. (Found in Weekend Australian Magazine).
Not owning a piano, Natalie would go into the David Jones store in Melbourne city. For years she was a fixture there. But few knew that each night, Natalie disappeared onto the streets, often sleeping in parks and gardens, until dawn when David Jones store opened for her to play again.
A Mother of four children, Natalie’s daughter Kerin was killed in a car accident outside the family home when she was just six years old. Her youngest child Nathan, a promising junior sportsman, suffered depression and was diagnosed with schizophrenia. Her second daughter, Jo-Ann, died from cystic fibrosis. In a final, cruel blow, the family home they’d all once happily shared burnt to the ground. For the past two decades Natalie has chosen to live and share her life’s work on the streets of Melbourne, for no money and no fanfare. (Natalie is originally from Perth,Western Australia and graduated from Santa Maria College with a diploma of music at the age of 17. ) See article by Sue Sethurst, here. Her son Matthew has recorded her music here.
Extinction Rebellion – The Gigantic Change from Passion Animation Studios on Vimeo.
Amelia Bloom understands how broken everything is, yet she remains invested in her dreaming, not only for herself, but for everyone else.
Amelia Bloom’s French flavoured imagination paints a beautiful picture of a world full of hope and peace. She gently reminds us of the magic of dreaming and its ability to create a better world – both real, and imagined.
Amelia Bloom dreamed every street corner had a worry bank so everyone felt safe.
Amelia Bloom dreamed flowers grew in clouds and their petals flew to all the dark corners of the world.
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After The Storm . (Mumford & Sons)
And after the storm, I run and run as the rains come. And I look up, I look up. On my knees and out of luck, I look up. Night has always pushed up day. You must know life to see decay. But I won’t rot, I won’t rot. Not this mind and not this heart, I won’t rot. And I took you by the hand. And we stood tall. And remembered our own land, what we stood for. And there will come a time, you’ll see, with no more tears. And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears. Get over your hill and see what you’ll find there. With grace in your heart, and flowers in your hair. And now I cling to what I knew. I saw exactly what was true. But oh no more. That’s why I hold with all I have. That’s why I hold.
Amelia Bloom – Home & Peace Maker.
