TEMPLE TIMES

Unhinged.

Unhinged.

 “Turn and face the strange.. Ch ch ch changes” ~ David Bowie  Well, revolutionaries and orderly folk alike. It has finally arrived. Complete and ...

Living In Myth

Living In Myth

As we drift, incuriously, in the changing winds of our modern ways; the faint echo of sea monsters and heroes, unicorns and wise old wanderers t...

Men have been emotionally jipped.

Men have been emotionally jipped.

I’m just going to throw it out there… men have been emotionally jipped. There is a kink in the patriarchal line that is blocking the flow, the feel...

The Heart of Madi

The Heart of Madi

What happens when you blend the wild imagination with the wild crop? A whole lot of magic, that's what.  This piece is a testament to collaborati...

Be Brave & Break.

Be Brave & Break.

Either you will go through this door or you will not go through.   If you go through there is always the risk of remembering your name.   Things lo...

The Creative Curse

The Creative Curse

"Those who do not want to imitate anything, produce nothing." Salvador Dali Dali's words bring colour to worldview's rooted in black and white. Whe...

Don't shine, you're Australian.

Don't shine, you're Australian.

Take friends with similar interests, but different minds; so that you can see things you love through a billion eyes. I was floating, like a dand...

Money makes the world go round

Money makes the world go round

  Most of the time i’m calling in abundance, trusting that I will always have the right amount of money to fulfil my needs. I’m grateful for the f...

The Root Word

The Root Word

Nestled deep into the warm cheek of my living room indulging in the luxury of simplicity - a fire, a bath, wooden floors and high ceilings, food in...

Time is of the essence.

Time is of the essence.

  “If you want to be in touch with reality you must know what real timing is. If you know that you will always be on time. Not five minutes before ...

The sons love

The sons love

I pleaded for mercy in the depths of ignorance. Wounded potential, vulnerable innocence.A voice of transcendance spoke onto me. Unlearn your delus...

Softly, woman... rise

Softly, woman... rise

In the wake of the Phoenix's tailA meeting of four places,Each mountain a women Each ocean a womanThe middle road lies between her breasts.It is th...