I have begun to think my left knee carries a double grievance — a meniscus quietly torn, a tendon inflamed and unyielding — conspiring to still me for months. What once moved without thought now hesitates. Each step feels negotiated, each staircase a small summit. There is a dull sorrow in enforced stillness, in watching distance exist where ease once lived.
And yet, on a wall in Chippendale, a painted Australian magpie stands poised in permanent balance. Its form, bold against brick, holds both grace and defiance — a creature ready to stride, to claim its perch, to sing into open air. I find myself drawn to its style: sharp lines, confident posture, colour laid down without apology.
While my own movement narrows to careful increments, the mural keeps its effortless stance. It is a reminder that strength can exist even in stillness, that even when grounded, there is presence — and perhaps, eventually, flight.
Sony A7RV
FE 20-70mm f4 G
Linking Mural Monday

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