Metal madness

“It was something about the material that I wanted so desperately to mold hold and make into something that would be nothing short of supernatural. It was a sensation and I lost in metal madness surmised that everything up to this point was fought for, the excitement was nothing new. Fire sparks—noise—toxic odour—danger—behind the door of a shop studio grabbed hold of me and I bloody well couldn’t shake it. I had to give in and submit every morning. I put my ring on faithfully as a reminder that the day held opportunity that was mine to discover—hammer—weld grind, until I would find the shape that presented a symmetry that was laid to rest on the table until tomorrow’s tomorrow” —Freyja~Frigg


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Today we raced down Granville Street to watch a screening of RIP: Remix a manifesto by Brett Gaylor, It reminded me of the time we raced down to see Georgia O at VAG, the feeling of now or never.

Determination, passion and a little wildness all mixed or mashed together. To do anything because you really want to means throwing caution and copyrights to the wind and then see what happens.

Its a cool adrenalin rush without any toxic substance involved. Its risky but worth it, in the end you land somewhere you haven’t before, you’ve gone through a door or portal and inside you are different.

The thrill is pushing past fear and that’s why extreme sports like unicycling down a mountain side and the act of making mash ups exist. Improvise and see if you become wise. Deep inside we want something so totally new and fresh and alive, jamming the culture and pushing the boundaries to unearth lively questions so we can make loads of room for creativity.

“Me I live for imagination in my dreaming. I’m looking to re-generate my imagination to use it for Good for people, for community, for telling stories, because I have to. Mixing and matching and mashing, collaging my way to the end, that’s my thing. That’s re-generation how the rest happens is mystery”