The dirt of life soils the pure. As is the way. Like so, so many, I have been in hiding. In our well built homes, to the city scape, to...

I can't help but surround myself with wise older people. They emanate this aura that immediately makes you trust them and open your ears....

Dear younger self, You didn’t have the ideal childhood so you tried to make up for it in your adolescence. But really that was just me...

I listened to the grandmother and granddaughter, playing piano. One played the left hand, the other played the right. Both in student...

It was a hot day at the Manly wharf. "Dad, why don't some people write back?" my son blurts, staring at his hot chips. "We are taught to...

There is a cloud above our heads. Most of the time. Sometimes, a small white fluff, at times, a big pewter monstrosity and occasionally a...

"You never really understand a person until you consider things from his point of view... until you climb in his skin and walk around in...

I love Simone Piccioni and our no filtered conversations. Today was one in his studio in Kirribilli, with my friend tagging along. Art is...

The two common phrases I hear men reiterate are: Men are more likely to be born without value Men live day to day in quiet desperation...