Skip to content

Otherwise Recounted

A reasonable account of happenings that would otherwise go unrecounted

  • Instagram
  • Speculations

Trails in the ground

Posted on October 27, 2017September 8, 2020 by Rees Quilford

A series of speculative sketches on the various meanings that can be read into a trail left in the ground.

Continue reading
Speculations

Hidden from view

Posted on February 10, 2018September 8, 2020 by Rees Quilford

Riddled with game trials, worn by heifers, mares, wombats and wallabies. I pause by the ambling creek to admire the beautiful skeletal boughs.

Continue reading
Speculations

In the paddock

Posted on February 10, 2018April 11, 2020 by Rees Quilford

John Brown stands lonely
by a red gravel road.

Continue reading
Speculations

Out of the remembered past

Posted on January 21, 2018April 18, 2020 by Rees Quilford

Perched atop the dunes, I watched the light of a waxing crescent moon dance on dark waters.

Continue reading
Speculations

Why here?

Posted on October 27, 2017April 5, 2020 by Rees Quilford

Lee side of the dunes / where Jim McDonnell’s hut once stood / midafternoon the big blue looms overhead and behind.

Continue reading
Speculations

The same aspect

Posted on October 26, 2017April 5, 2020 by Rees Quilford

My grandmother assumed this aspect nearly forty years previous – easel, paint, tea in a thermos perhaps, two-year-old Easter eggs for sure.

Continue reading
Speculations

The Room In Which I Sit

Posted on September 10, 2017April 18, 2020 by Rees Quilford

Overlooking green paddocks and a Menna Gum laneway my snug weekender sometimes smells like sausage fat but always of black coffee.

Continue reading
Speculations

From the heath on the ridge

Posted on August 24, 2017February 10, 2019 by Rees Quilford

Rain cloud rainbow / Blue white, blue grey, blue black / Crows picking through bracken fields

Continue reading
Speculations
Leave a comment

Clutching for a hopeful sky

Posted on August 10, 2017February 10, 2019 by Rees Quilford

Cut by hoof, paw and thumping tailthe trail leads into shadow. Damp grass and scrubby limbs lay sodden and spongey.

Continue reading
Speculations

An Autumn evening from the balcony 

Posted on May 23, 2017February 10, 2019 by Rees Quilford

Nahla’s brown fur is bathed in the soft light of late autumn. She surveys her domain, eyes alert for signs of movement.

Continue reading
Speculations
Leave a comment

Recent speculations

  • Hidden from view
  • In the paddock
  • Out of the remembered past
  • Why here?
  • Trails in the ground

Archives

  • February 2018
  • January 2018
  • October 2017
  • September 2017
  • August 2017
  • May 2017
WordPress Theme: Donovan by ThemeZee.
Acknowledgement of Country

This project was developed on the unceded lands of the Bunurong / Boonwurrung language group of the eastern Kulin nations, where I was born and currently live.

I respectfully acknowledge indigenous Ancestors and Elders, past and present.