You see, we each have an imitable soul. Society tells us that celebrities are special and in their specialness, we would be best to imitate them with filters, plastic surgery, lifestyles and things that make us at best, a copy and at worst a parody of the greats. But in fact, the greatest thing about the greats is that they are distinctively THEM.

A quick ‘note’ on Autumn that I wrote for myself, which is actually… kind of sweet and helpful. So, I share this more spiritual poem along with other great, random things.

Uniqueness is all that it takes; it is the magic pill. When someone finally embraces their whole self in their totality of individuality, people have no choice but to respond by becoming curious and magnetised. Society responds by calling that person an anomaly…

‘Go for it’, I say. I bite my tongue because they don't want it enough to risk feeling uncomfortable. I gracefully let them out-talk themselves when they start romanticising painting. ‘So Go For It and STOP TALKING ABOUT IT’ I tell them again.

I was nine years old when I lost faith in the media. And I was nine years old when I learnt to question what a TV screen told me who I could and shouldn’t love. I was also nine years old when the world fragmented into rupture, and what could have been a global cry for love became a trojan horse for mass war, death, fear and, above all else, separation.

Lessons in confidence. Because here’s the clincher. Sometimes, you don’t know what you want until you know what you DON’T want. And sometimes, you don’t know you feel UN-worthy until someone helps you feel worthy.

I know. It may come across as borderline conceited to name a Gremlin after myself, but I want to share my creative efforts and ask your attention this one time. The Evolving Out Loud EP is out now. The five tracks that I pulled together from what started out as play became something beyond my imagination.

There is no gap between my dreams and reality and no time between space. Just catching a whiff of Jackman and the Greatest Showman character reminded me to keep going and make. And with that, I open my wild heart, keep my back strong, and say yes to life. Over and over until my dreams spin into reality. To do until I die.

This is a reminder of the importance of discerning whom we listen to and the consequences that follow when we disregard our better judgment… While it sounded right then, it was a messy solution to a deeper problem. Ultimately I listened to the wrong person when I should have listened to myself first.

I met Vera Wang on the front carriage of the Eurostar. She was dripping in style. Black Prada glasses cover her forehead to the bridge of her nose, and a solid black centre part covers her temples.

Picture the scene, it’s my last evening in Bali, and I have a leaving meal planned. One hour before we meet for dinner, I get a DM from Igor, a filmmaker I love. “Sorry I didn’t reply; I’ve been super busy. I just listened to your voice note and track, and I love it, but you leave tomorrow. I can come right now to film something at sunset?”

One year ago, The Gremlins looked more like a “show and tell” of my work. About halfway through the year, things changed, and The Gremlins became a way to communicate the lessons I am learning. This seems to be the theme of my life right now - To 'Evolve Out Loud' and share the evolution because there is no shame in changing.

As an artist, where is the boundary between using your experience as a source of inspiration and protecting the privacy of others?

Here’s the thing that no one tells us as creatives. The behind-the-scenes emotional labour of turning life into art will never stop. It is messy, triggers us at inconvenient times, and isn’t easy to explain. Oh, and one more thing, if the creation is aligned to purpose… then emotional work is unavoidable.

Welcome to the three-way conversation between my fear, my curiosity and a wise pianist named Sam.* This is how, together, we three navigated doing something I was afraid to do; singing to something with ears.

"The nerves won't go," Sunny told me across from her guitar. Her big brown eyes and open heart filled the distance between us strangers, and something within me began to soften.

If you’re a non-Gremlin, you can do your service work worldwide or operate at your corporate 9-5 and function happily. But if you’re a Gremlin, when you’re not creatively fulfilled, you physically CANNOT function at maximum level.

Two weeks ago, I gave myself a mini-challenge. I asked myself, can I make, record and share one freestyle a day? “Keep it simple stupid” was the theme.

He said something I’d never heard before, and I hope I never forget. He told me that “not everyone will agree with you, and you’ll be judged” - yes, I know this, I thought. And I thought he would follow it with, “but you’ve got to ignore that and do you anyways”.

It’s the same with us as creatives; though we can’t control what downloads will come as we meditate/pray, we can at least show up in silence and tune our senses to recognise & reel in the fish.