I liken the practicing of any form of art being similar to standing in front of a mirror….. The mirror doesn’t lie irrespective of what we may tell ourselves…… Page, David L. “6:00pm December 1979 (my first heartbreak)” ©David L Page 1991 – ©David L Page 28/02/1991 Copyright: No aspect of the content of this blog or blog site...
Category: Creative Practice
All things related to Creative Practice. Most notably this includes DLP’s personal passions of Creative Writing, and Music & Sound. DLP perceives he is immersed in all aspects of Music & Sound, ranging from Audio Production, Music Production, Performance, Songwriting and Composition which interect with most other Creative Media disciplines in some way.
Memory – Age 16 Part 1
This is another in-situated recollection of what I consider to have been a significant event in my life, when I was Age 16. The lead up to Independence Day Lead up to Independence Day©David L Page 2016 As more time progressed with my immersion in bikes, I realised how I enjoyed working on them –...
Memory – Age 11
Growing up In all of my awkwardness ©David L Page 2016 For those of you who knew me as I grew up, I preferred my own company – I would spend hours alone. I don’t recall thinking why that situation may have been – I guess it just seemed easier to be in my own company. Perhaps it...
Memory – Age 10
(My first love) My first love……the piano For those who know me now, this statement may surprise you. My first love of a musical instrument was actually with the piano. Having moved into a new house when I was eight (8) years of age, my mother began playing her music. Much of the music album she played...
Memory – Age 5
(Puffing Billy 2016a) My earliest recollection of trains are of Puffing Billy………. Train to freedom Train to Freedom©David L Page 2016 Puffing Billy was a train, but not just any old train… she was a train driven by steam… (Puffing Billy 2016b) She had had a life, carting logs down from the mountain ranges the...
Memory – Age 12
Water Fight audio (2016) Water Fight In primary school, I started what become very quickly, a whole school water fight. It started with one cup of water, then quickly progressed to large cups, then buckets, and then to garbage bins. What ever utensil that could hold more water and be quickly transported to where masses of people were,...
