I haven’t posted in a while. Statistically speaking I’m in the same category as the bloggers who gives up after the first three months (which, a great number do actually). I never intended to go on an unannounced hiatus, but that’s kind of the way young lives pan out sometimes. Especially when chronic illness and a PhD is involved! However, my break away really gave me time to think.
I’ve been to some wonderful places over the last couple months, done some fun things, and tackled some hard decisions. Mostly, I’ve been working on getting my health to a place where I am not struggling to get through each day. Though, I have to admit, nothing helps put things into perspective like travel; during my unexpected hiatus I had the pleasure of visiting both Canberra, and the beautiful Mornington Peninsula in Victoria. The latter of which is kind of my home region, it’s where the majority of my family come from, and always brings me a lot of happiness going back there. The cool weather agrees with me too (so little humidity!).
Canberra was a different story! It was kind of a non-essential research trip. I loved it. Five days spent with the wonderful Jo, stomping around in perfect weather, meeting a heap of darling birds, and visiting some amazing places – like the National Archives of Australia, the National Portrait Gallery, National Library and the Museum of Australia.
Two particular moments stood out for me though. The first being my visit to the National Portrait Gallery, where I discovered that there was an excellent display on about the famous surf film, The Morning of the Earth. I grew up with the soundtrack, and it was truly breathtaking to see not just snippets of the original film but also an excellent collection of photographs.
The second moment was during our session in the National Library, where I decided to pursue my developing interest in May Gibbs. Well now! Would you believe it, I managed to borrow a copy of Prince Dandelion to examine. It was truly amazing. Gibbs’ creativity and playful Australian illustrations just floor me every time. (If I’m truly lucky I might get my own copy for Christmas!)
It was through these visits, my travels, and some very hard work on myself and my health that I came to the decision to refocus my efforts to what I really love: illustration, food and history.
After all, what use is it pursuing a creative career if it’s not what you truly care about? That’s the thought I leave you with today. That, and this video by Ze Frank. When I’m struggling with the jumbled mishmash decisions about my future, I find watching this gives me the inspiriting to go seek out what really matters to me.