Eleanor Jackson is a Filipino Australian poet,
performer, arts producer, cyclist, writer, gal
about town, feminist, freewheeler, and
friend. One day, she is going to be an
ideas curator. Which basically
means, she will tell you
exactly what she thinks.
Until then, you’ll have
to read between
the lines.
Not dead, just buried
Brisbane is miles of smiles.
I’ve been loving it, despite my absence, Anna Meares just wore me out!
But last week, I ran into these cuties!
Sorry for poor Demetri, whose stylish figure I ran into recently. I’m a little bit obsessed on these yellow bikes. I might even test one out.
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Thanks for the picture! I ran into a friend this morning who told me to look here! How cool!! miles of smiles …. love it! Cheers, K.
Like I was saying – I think I do my best smiling on a bike, something just very smile inducing… Nice to run into you! Do say hello next time you’re on the road. Otherwise, hit me up for a ride sometime! We’re thinking of going for an evening spin next Tuesday evening…
who is that girl with the million dollar smile? Cycling must make her very happy! Demetri is very stylish on his bike :)
There’s nothing quite like cycling smile, is there? I believe she’s just a local cycling lass! And Demetri too, very stylish – and quite rare to see in Brisbane sometimes because it’s a bit hot for cycling in a suit!