Look, I can't say I'm having a whole lot of fun right now – what with the collapse of democracy in my country of birth and its repercussions for the entire world.

But at the peak of the AIDS epidemic, activists had a saying: "In the morning we bury our friends, in the afternoon we protest, and at night we dance." Because joy is freedom. Laughter is freedom.

Doing my best to keep dancing.

Image: Fitzroy, June 2015

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I miss Melbourne's stencil art. Those little elephants in the second photo in particular, which used to be all over Fitzroy in different variations. Now it's mostly just shitty tags and boring slaps that feel just as much like branding as the advertising and capitalist culture that graffers purport to resist. (Yes, I know that street art and graff are mutually exclusive worlds, for the most part. My complaint still stands.)

Fitzroy, May 2015

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