A friend emailed me this picture from Perth. It’s very funny of course, and absurdly idiotic. A few stencils on some city walls doesn’t create a city that feels alive. I grew up in Perth and in recent vists I have been struck by how dead and sparse it seems. Melbourne is alive, chaotic, intimate and vital; it moves and flows and the city has embraced me. I couldn’t bear living somewhere less invigorating.