I met a young guy from NZ through another friend and he was saying how people will go to famous tourist sites, take some photos and then leave. I had been talking about my childhood and how we would go looking for sea urchins or snorkel around the beaches looking at seashells and observing nature.

My only last vestige these days is my mega walks with friends. I will walk for over five hours going through laneways, random paths and look at the graffiti, architecture and the general area. We will always have lunch somewhere interesting, talk and just observe the urban environment. What makes so many places interesting is the decay, the fauna and the adventure.

The best part of all of this is the contrasts, the styles of buildings, the colours, basically everything creates a holistic map of experience. I kind of get a feeling that everything exists together. Which seems obvious but is not the way we experience reality a lot of the time. I will see some kind of gentrified building with a table and books placed as though the arrangement of books tells you of its position in space and time, something worth knowing.

As though the placement of the table and books is the real content, an exterior wall decayed yet also orchestrated in its textural mapping of too much money and coffee couture is a thin veil of civility. Yet without everything else that is opposing it, or at least outside of it would render these displays meaningless. Everything to some extent is interesting to observe and the contradictions are no longer trivial but the final destination of knowing.