2 thoughts on “04-12-92”

  1. This photo was taken on my birthday. My parents tell me it was Palm Sunday. I’m 25 now. I’ve had my share of influences – music, cigarettes, so on, though the finest influence in my life has been that of a pen and piece of paper meeting under my gaze. A mind at work. Restless imagination. Longing admiration. Acceptance from others, sure. From myself, more than anything! I think we would have gotten along well, you and I. What stories we might have told each other, read aloud, invented together, over music and cigarettes.

  2. This was the day I set off on my first overseas school trip to Germany. I was 11 years old.

    This photo is an uncanny representation of that trip – I wrote a journal, brought a Walkman and tried a cigarette (it was a Marlborough Light not Camel though!) in the shower rooms of the hostel for the first time in my life.

    My habit didn’t last long though…after a little experimentation, I “quit” months later.


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