Thousands of years ago a being poured hot water over leaves to create flavoured water. Today British nobles and peasants alike enjoy this warm beverage. To keep them warm they wrapped the pot in a cloth hat, those hats have since been used to keep the heads of these beings warm, and in a land called Canada they call me a toque. Me, I’m no regular tea cozy, I’m one with big ambitions; keeping things warm is much too simple a task for me. So I’ve found myself a young boy, open minded, with little future, another pig walking a beat, a movie set light boy, as his head master commented about him when he was nine.
So I bought him a sketch book, showed him the way of the pencil and brush. Fed him drugs blew his mind wide open. Taught him how to dance with the rock, after graduating “high” school with honors in fine arts, put him through art school, a damn good one I might add. He earned a degree, something useful, to mold the mind of fools. Taught him composition, light and colour, handed him a camera, made him pull the trigger. He was a little slow to figure and put these things together, with my persistence these important foundations were sponged up by the young boys mind.
Of course there is much more background to this kid’s story, but enough with that now, let’s skip to present day. Got the kid in Melbourne, even though he tried to miss his flight (can’t leave him for a second and he goes trying to mess things up). Spent the long weekend learning the lay of the land, the kid’s got a friend here, crashing with him and his lovely mother. Explored the city some and wandered the suburbs around the house. I love the burbs, don’t know what it is yet, all the stupid beings spread out on winding roads, much like the weaves of my outer shell.
Today I took the kid looking for Kangaroos but we got fogged out, now I’ve him wondering east toward the city, enjoying the rays at the beach and listening to what the stupid people are telling each other. I’ve posted a shot of me in the Sydney airport reading my new book and a few shots around the new digs. For now, there’s some more exploring to do.
Keep you posted once I get this kid doing something half decently fun.
Well for now it’s Teacozy out!
I guess this might matter to you, the kid’s named Thomas.
To me he’s just another transport devise, a way to get around and get this mission done.
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