The Shelf

A drift through memory lanes and the quiet aging of love. An ode to life and love, from river to the sea.

Understanding primitive accumulation of labour and the normalisation of a social order that made Western wealth appear earned rather than taken.

Dad bought something which became a window to the world. Somewhere between then and now, both the world and my wonder changed shape.

A meditation on waiting, on loss that hasn’t fully arrived, and on the fragile courage it takes to sit beside it.