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day 2: in the mines

On the second day we went into the mines. If you’re going to spend three days filming rocks, here is the source. Here is a rocky mountain which has been turned inside out, held upside down and shaken for the rocks in its pockets. We spent the morning wandering over debatable fences into grey areas [...]

Day 1: the misty moors

Like I said, we spent three days filming rock in Tasmania. I was just along for the drive. The conception of island is challenged when you drive for 5 hours and a full packet of mint slice without seeing the coast, and when you have grown up on this small island  and yet, in your [...]

The Peaks of Lyell

We spent 3 days filming rock in Tasmania. Queenstown is the fulcrum, the hinge, the core and kernel of 100 years of Tasmanian history. Surrounded by national park, world heritage and impenetrable wilderness, it is a diminishing town; caught briefly between wild riches (what was) and emptied pit (what will be), with the fourth temporal [...]

short walks on vanished beaches

added to Tasmania’s reputation as world leader of unassuming boardwalks of perfection, here is the boardwalk on the edge of a 42-year-old beach in a prehistoric hollow. the newest little beach in the world, a minor patch of sand in my shoes. you can read the marks scratched onto the timber planked timeline; national park revocation, the [...]

kayak #2

live blogging from the middle of a lake in the south west of Tasmania without my phone; without batteries or time or weather forecasts. sitting in a yellow canoe in the middle of the lake. there’s a wonky castellation of unclimbed pinnacles tracing the circular horizon like a hard craggy dinosaur shell, and I’m in [...]

alpine flowers

initial thought, shamefully, is: how do I create a mini alpine garden on my city balcony?

mt arthur

going to go completely off grid. buy Mawson’s hut here and do it up.

the styx

Spent Wednesday and Thursday looking at trees. Not normally my scene, but this is what the New Politics is about: opening up issues for a public dialogue, examining the facts… On Thursday, Bob Brown took me on a helicopter trip over the Styx Valley, a patchwork quilt of giant old trees, logged coups, plantation and regrowth. Five [...]

a beautiful grey day on a bus

just a beautiful grey day on a bus.


you think it’s so gothic, this damp island of off-grid crazies. the original off-grid destination for shamed somerset and surrey manor-men escaping gambling debt and livestock ruin. the island of horrifying Black Lines, and of escaped convicts eating their weakest till the strongest finally dies alone of food poisoning. the world’s cleanest air recorded at the [...]