one punk monk[ey] goes off the beaten track:
no map. no structure. no accountability.
just grit & glitz.
Tuesday, May 19, 2009
my secret garden
when the city gets too much, this is where i go to hide. a timeless lost world offering escape & renewal. a place to breathe & think. my very own wild secret garden where i can run amok with the pixies, kangaroos, spiders, snakes & wombats...
creative dysfunctional colour child + renegade fringe dweller of possible worlds. a bonafide cinephile + lover of magic. founder of punk monk propaganda: an active mutating experimental film tribe + socio-political art collective spawned from sydney's industrial fringe.
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Where is the bunker?
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