What looks like moss covering rocks is actually a very dense, flowering shrub that happens to be a relative of parsley, living in the extremely high elevations of the Atacama Desert in Chile. (Source)
Manish Arora F/W 2014 favourites from PFW!
this is my personality expressed in clothing
I want to put all the trigger warnings in your mind before you click this link because it’s bad.
KEEP SPREADING THE WORD.
Please don’t ignore these women’s (and the likely dozens of others) experiences - simply because it makes you uncomfortable to think that a famous white male who’s acting talent/public persona you may happen to admire could have committed such acts of violence, sadism & hatred.
You see, rapist’s minds don’t exist in a vacuum. It’s not a random happenstance that one becomes a potential or actual rapist. They’re influenced by their external stimuli/internal processing of said stimuli and they certainly don’t have to be famous to be told by our society that as a male, you’ll likely never have to deal with the consequences of your actions. Because nobody wants to hear about it. For every victim/survivor of sexual violence who tries to speak out there are countless people closing their eyes, sticking their fingers in their ears and screaming ‘LALALALA’ over the top of them. Then what happens, is that the less people hear about it, the less often they believe it actually occurs and the less rapists there seem to be, until eventually (aka since forever) it is a taboo topic and the default is to scrutinise the victim, not the rapist.
There is undeniable stigma, guilt, shame, and prejudice attached to the very idea of speaking about rape in general, so imagine trying to express your first-hand or personal thoughts/feelings/experiences on the matter. It’s daunting, frightening, and re-traumatising for most & simply can’t be done without fear of judgement, disgust, rejection, victim blaming, even retaliation.
Do you want to contribute to that, to rape culture by dismissing the issue whenever it’s brought up - thereby erasing the experiences & voices of victims/survivors for your selfish sense of comfort in that present moment?
Photograph by Gerd Ludwig
Purple tints land and sky as night falls over lavender fields at Tasmania’s famed Bridestowe Estate. The plantation is one of the largest lavender farms in the world.
Tasmania is so ancient & fragile, I’ve visited the island several times - the first when I was 7 when my family including grandparents, cousins & my auntie & uncle went to Hobart then visited Port Arthur, a settlement period convict gaol made notorious after a devastating massacre in the 90’s led to drastic changes to our gun laws on a national scale.
The juxtaposition between the dry scrubland of Launceston, the worn cobblestones, rainy days & rolling fog of Hobart, to the lush national forests & the barren, lifeless mines of Queenstown left a strong impact on me.
Former Australian Greens party political leader & environmentalist Bob Brown has spent years fighting for the protection of Tasmania’s forests, home of the slow growing Huon pine tree & a unique array of wildlife. I saw him speak at the opening of his photographic exhibition in Melbourne where he elaborated on the stories behind his series of landscapes & nature photography. He’s a gentle man with strong convictions & honest intentions so I really admire him.
Conservation of places like this, driven by passionate people such as Mr.Brown are so important. I wish more people, especially from my age group would try to learn about their local environment & explore how they could take steps to contribute in a positive way to that independently; because it’s just so easy & the odds are stacked against our flora & fauna insurmountably.
The majority of Australians are hypocritical - we’re the ‘lucky country’, so proud of what we have yet so apathetic & indifferent to our problematic, unsustainable approach to life. ‘Well it doesn’t affect me! someone else can worry about it, that’s what clean up Australia Day is for, right?’