Tom WilderAn Observer In The MomentI am an observer in the moment, and from afar I profess and intrigue.Nov 30, 2016Nov 30, 2016
Tom WilderBicycles and FeelingWhen we learn to ride a bicycle, we’re unsure which way to lean, how to turn, what our posture should be. If we fall over, it’s not that…Jul 29, 2016Jul 29, 2016
Tom WilderThrough The Kangaroo FlatInside a particular room, the heat never dissipates, only circulates in to every nook and cranny, every crevice of one’s body, fuelling a…Jul 10, 2016Jul 10, 2016
Tom WilderWhat Is Really Taboo?It’s a Friday evening. People sit around a table. Beer mats lie below alcoholic beverages. Talk is fervent. Bonding is alive.Jul 1, 20161Jul 1, 20161
Tom WilderA Short Comparison Between ArtistsI had the pleasure quite recently of visiting the Tate Britain. It was my second visit in under a year, and I can never quite calm my…May 5, 20161May 5, 20161
Tom WilderWhy I Use A Film CameraMy first real association with photography came through my dad. Not the ins and outs of how it all works, but the life that came with a…Apr 16, 2016Apr 16, 2016
Tom WilderFear After All Is Our Real Enemy“The fear we’ll be useless and that no one cares what we have to say.”Apr 12, 2016Apr 12, 2016