Seventy eight

sooo the slackness continues..


but in the meantime Tora has created her own blog (which I actually have had for quite some time now.. ) with some photos on it from Canada - husgardet.blogspot.com


Tonight is going to be a late night i think, the amount of writing I have to submit before Tuesday is a little bit ridiculous- close to 9000 words.. hrmmm so I prolly shouldnt be writing this..

anyway

as you can see we have, and have had lots of uni work we have been doing, they like to lay it on thick here (like the snow covering the streets). The frustrating part is that while the work is great from some reason the Lecturer (not that we have lectures) gives at least a week if not 2 weeks less than what we probably need to complete an assignment to a finished level so it just results in people handing up incomplete work despite having slept in the studio the week prior to submission.



despite the work we have managed to treck it to Toronto again this time to see the LEGENDARY Mumford & Sons- I would just like to say how amazing they are live- nothing like amazing live music and these guys were definatly a show to remember. There were a whole bunch of Aussies in the audience which was funny. You get a tap on you sholder 'hey are you Australian?' and then its like seeing a long lost brother haha. The show sold out despite them not having there album released in Canada yet (we thought that was a bit odd). And just an asside as to how incredebly sexy they each are, aaaaaaaall of them! Gotta tell you guys that their photos you see when google them do NOT make them justice. D A M N .

There is nothing like busses to get you mind a'ticking and rolling out into the fields that you drive past- snow covered one, the lights reflecting off the windows to create patterns and shadows and layers of colour and shade. Its times like these that i almost love the most- the 5 hours of daydreams, or just dreams (especially when you deep deep down are well aware of the fact that you should do other things.. more "important" things).

I've mentioned previously Travel being a form of rethinking, learning what you have already learnt, and the impact of being removed from all influences.-- With this comes a kind of patience that is required- a letting go of all you have control over and be in the moment, the whole moment. The whole experience of being here, now, in this time, in this place.


You have no ties to it initally and its so easy to just be lost in what has happened and what is to happen, in every sence, friends, family, love, life, home, you have to submit. Admit you have no control of the situation. Breathe a new.


The thing is the time that you have is then/now this new place has such little refrence to what was, is and what will be. Its an odd limbo, imersion, which at times can be unsettling but it is one of the best places to find things that are new, like i mentioned before- find things already found long ago, relearn.


You begin to notice the details, moments, rather than sequences of events which can become a blur. Beauty in the mundane, or just notice the ugly that can be, what we imprint on the world, the cracks that are. or the intrigue in those cracks, even if they are ugly.


You are taken on face value once more.


Proven + Forgotten, then Learned again.



In saying this, you cant disregard, or forget what is back home. how could you? it would be like existing without a heart. its more that the words get a little softer, you still hear them but they move with you in a way, but it lets you be.


anyhow I must write these essays.


Three months since I left Adelaide a week or so ago.. its really not long until we leave Canada now and then we treck on- different ways Home.