Anyone who works in design, whether as a freelance artist, graphic artist or designer, knows the strange, queasy feeling of the blank white sheet of paper or canvas.

It awakens with the first thoughts and strokes and then sets all the senses aflutter.

Blank Paper

Ainslie Wills - Stop Pulling the String

CALLUM PITT - Forgotten Kids
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The daylight is sinking, his energy's slinking 
Slowly down the hillside
The size of the great divide

He's reaching for guidance, a government silence,
Like a roll of the eyes 
Out of sight and out of the mind

The packed food banks and hostel rooms 
A few hundred metres from a young tycoon
So lay down your flowers for the bloom
And the chorus of birds that

Follow me when I don't stand so tall
While these forgotten kids sleep on the floor

He's turfed off of shop fronts
It feels like a manhunt
The spikes on the pavement in the gentrified side of town

Says I'm just looking for traces of familiar faces
'cause it feels like I'm fading 
To a fixture in the background

You're disappearing out of view
Through the gaps of wealth and greed and misfortune
So lay down your flowers for the bloom

Follow me when I don't stand so tall
While these forgotten kids sleep on the floor

We all just wanna make the most of these people we adore 
Before it's all just in our heads

Follow me when I don't stand so tall
While these forgotten kids sleep on the floor
We all just wanna make the most of these people we adore 
Before it's all just in our heads, before it's all just in our heads

© 2019 Kaleidoscope

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Forgotten Kids

Produced by Harrison Stanford & Heir
Mixed by Geoff Swan
Mastered by Carl Rosamond
Photography by Portia Hunt

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it was late and my head hurt, 
we talked for hours about being down 
and trying to make it work 

i said that i wouldn’t leave you 
for what it’s worth, 
you can spend your life swimming through the tide 
let the world pass by, 
only wanna be by your side 

you know i try to convince myself i’m not weak, 
we come home drunk in the middle of the night 
and i cry myself to sleep 

there’s no point in trying if they don’t let you in, 
no matter what you say you’re never gonna win, 
if they don’t let you in

maybe we should leave it all behind, 
but it doesn’t feel right and it hurts me all the time 

there’s no point in trying if they don’t let you in, 
every word you say, you’re never gonna win, 

you’re never gonna win 
if they don’t let you in

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