We wrote the Imperfect Manifesto one sunny Sunday afternoon a few years ago up in the Mountains. It was early Spring and we were having a picnic – bread and cheese and wine in our own backyard under the gumtrees. Life felt good and simple. We were in an expansive mood.
I like this – that these words we wrote at our wee fibro house have become our guide to living that simple life every day we can. It is good to remember how it began and why these things matter to us.
I’m selling these Imperfect Manifestos as screen prints on linen. There are a couple of different colours.