A serendipitous meeting at a sidewalk café in Darlinghurst...

Discussing, over coffee, the intricacies of growing up in the western suburbs of Adelaide and how its barb-wired communal mentality can stifle creativity simply through a lack of encouragement. Of course, I happened to be sitting opposite a young artist who broke free and whose amazing work with handwritten type became the social media hit #TheWriting. With the latest feature article on her hitting papers back home that morning, I felt out of my depth.

This strange yet timely encounter—ironically never possible where we grew up—inspired me to get out some old poems of mine and dust off their concrete layouts. As I pushed type around I had a small epiphany; I actually knew a lot of creatively successful people. People who, in very different ways and in very different arenas have built lifestyles that transcend the norm and help them produce great work. These are people who don’t label themselves as “entrepreneurs” or “creatives”, just people who tell you what they do as if it were the most normal thing in the world. Without ego, or patronising but always passion.

Far from the water-cooler's triviality, these are the people we long to meet over caffeine and concrete, and share small intimate moments, because they inspire us. So starting with a conversation, becoming a few short poems and within a weekend going from a Pinterest board to what I hope will become an ongoing magazine about people who are basically (and for lack of a better term), getting shit done.