PASSION 2024
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Acknowledgement of country
We respectfully acknowledge the Traditional Custodians of the land on which we gather, create, and share in the vibrant city of Melbourne. We pay our respects to the Wurundjeri Woi Wurrung and Bunurong Boon Wurrung peoples of the Kulin Nation and their elders past, present, and emerging.
As we celebrate the diverse stories, creativity, and experiences that Melbourne embodies, we recognise the enduring connection that First Nations people have to this beautiful land. We are grateful for the opportunity to live, learn, and create on this land, and we acknowledge the importance of sharing, preserving, and celebrating the rich cultures and heritage of Indigenous communities.
As we explore the pages of this magazine, let us also reflect on the importance of understanding and honoring the traditions and stories that have shaped this land for generations.
May we continue to learn, collaborate, and build a future that acknowledges, respects, and values the contributions of Australia's First Nations people in the ongoing journey of reconciliation.
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Table of Contents
I: PASSION
01 Editor’s Note
02 Meet the Committee
03 Pirate Committee
29 Events
37 The Adventures of Princess Passion and Fruitastic Frog featuring Mikayla Ho as guest comic artist
39 A Note of Gratitude and Extensive Acknowledgements
II. POETRY
08 Last Supper
Belle White
10 Weather Today Indira
18 Cato Park RG
III: SKETCHES OF LIFE
07 The Butterflies Near My Throat That Make Me Wonder rizsyahir
19 Memories of Queens Park: A Childhood Collage
Shirley Wu
27 Restart?
Qingxing
IV: WONDER
05 A letter to Alice - RG
06 And then? - RG
09 Beyond the stars - Esther Q.
17 Creature - Grace Ma
28 Untitled - @meleen_
V: PROSE
11 Foxbane and Persimmon
Sophia Maggi
21 Interview with Habitat for Humanity featuring Rhea Sankar, interviewed by Jo O’Connell
25 Dumplings for One
Szu
Editor’s note
Dear PFP members, supporters and all:
For PFP members, welcome back! And for those new to PFP, we extend a warm invitation also. We have had so many amazing submissions for this edition and are so excited to present to you guys the second edition of PASSION.
For this second edition, we have chosen the theme ‘Wonder: Adventure is Out There’. We decided to introduce this theme early on since it aligns well with many of our club aims. Our club is a big proponent for creativity and imagination, whilst ‘adventure’ can be interpreted both literally, as well as metaphorically, as a reference to the ‘creative journey’.
This theme is established from the very beginning, where we open with a reference to ‘Alice in Wonderland’, and continues all the way to the end, where Szu in ‘Dumplings for One’, recounts her adventures during a semester of exchange in China. Other highlights for this edition include Belle White’s sonnet ‘Last Supper’ that draws out themes of appreciation for the present and the people around you, Sophia Maggie’s story of identity and self-acceptance in ‘Foxbane and Persimmon’, and of course much, much more.
As aforementioned, we are extremely proud of this edition and we have really enjoyed putting the magazine together. We wish you all the best for future endeavours, don’t forget to keep a sense of wonder and remember - adventure is out there!
Love, Sara Lu and Emma Li PFP Publications Directors
Meet the Committee
President: Amy
Publications Director: Sara
PR & Social Media: Zoha
Vice President: Abi
Secretary: Katherine Treasurer: Jade
EA & Sponsorships: Sammi
Events Director: Joyce
Publications Director: Emma
Publications Officer: Jo
Marketing Director: Mikayla
Marketing Director: Alice
Marketing Officer: Mel
Publications Officer: Sana
Marketing Officer: Jo
THE CREW PRESENTS
Dear Alice,It’sbeendecadessinceyour lastvisit.Cheshireandtheothers leftalready.
Still,rememberthis:youthmayhaveleftyoubutIshallremain.Yourfriend, Wonder
The Butterflies Near My Throat That Make Me Wonder
Last Supper
Belle White
Let’s peel our well-worn skin clean off our bones
And from our lungs squeeze one last battered breath
Let’s play-act as our softer, sheltered clones With life enough to wrench us back from death. We cannot live more lives than we are able, Or suck each forked road clean of its crumbs.
But you are every sweetness at my table, I feast with you like dusk will never come. The scraps of life are silk when you are spinning, You spool my tattered heartstrings like they’re twine. We start anew, adventure just beginning, The roads unwalked seem pale when this is mine. I look at you and there can be no doubt, A life apart is not worth wondering about.
The Weather Today
How can a person make you feel special in just a moment?
How does the universe know where to plant these humans in your life?
I was having a lousy day
And somehow the universe knew that meeting him will make me feel human again.
It’s as if it was planned and placed in such a way that the end of today wouldn’t be dull
Shouldn’t be dull
The day that started off as a hot and uneasy summer night
Suddenly turned into the feeling of the first rain on a scorchingly hot afternoon I felt seen, I felt appreciated And ironically, I felt warm.
Indira
Foxbane and Persimmon
Sophia Maggi
TW: Self Harm
Tanis had been turning into a fox for as long as she could recall. At dawn she would wake with pointed ears, or whiskers in her cheeks.
She would stretch back her gums and find a mouth of sharp teeth where her blunt human ones should be. If she didn’t find them in the morning, she would notice when she smiled at people on the street and they reeled back in fear. She lost hours of time with her face pressed to a mirror, defacing her own image, arranging her features into place.
Wild brambles for hair , at least it hid her fox ears.
No matter what she did, the instant she stepped outside, the people of her village could tell something was off about her. Never was she able to entirely conceal it.
To keep her transformation at bay she consumed bundles of foxglove, a poisonous plant which would keep the fox away. Though it burned her skin and struck her nerves like lightning, causing her hands to shake and mouth to bleed, she ate it still. She would not let the fox overtake her, for fear she would one day wake entirely inhuman.
She left her house for the marketplace one evening at dusk. Walking through the narrow cobblestone alleys, the only piece of the sky visible was a thin stripe of orange far above her. She would traverse these streets only out of absolute necessity, heart leaping in her throat. A long skirt trailed behind her, hiding a fox tail which dragged heavy along the ground gathering dirt. People she passed gave her long sideways glances, the low thrum of their hushed conversations pressing against
her eardrum like water. The streets felt dead and stale, covered in a layer of wax or snow, insulating against the slightest sound. Even her breath felt too loud as she entered the cramped market square.
Tanis noticed the people were leaving a wide berth around a particular flower stall. In the refracting light of the golden dusk, it was hard to make out a single figure. She shouldered through the crowd of people with their eyes all fixed on the ground in front of them, walking slowly like skeletons shuffling reluctantly to their graves. Suddenly, Tanis spotted a glint of midnight-blue fabric, and as she finally pushed herself out of the crowd to the flower staff, she found herself face to face with a spirit.
The village was deeply isolated in a forest known to be home to all manner of spirits. Occasionally, a spirit would wander into the village, though none ever stayed. The people were wary of them and barely tolerated their presence.
This spirit, though almost passing as human, was more cat-like in appearance. His eyes were bright yellow disks like waning moons. Dark velvet curls sat under a large pointed hat, and he wore a cape dark as night dotted with stars. His head tilted at an unnatural angle.
Though he seemed to be politely inquiring about the florist’s wares, the shopkeeper was unnerved and slowly turning green with fear. His face only paled further as Tanis approached the stall with determined curiosity.
“A bundle of foxbane, please.” Tanis said to the shopkeeper.
The spirit turned to face her in surprise.
“Whatever do you require foxbane for, stranger?” he inquired. His bright eyes narrowed as though he already knew, and Tanis was struck with the sudden impression of being read like an open book.
“What a violent way to exist within yourself,” he continued, “I can offer you a different solace”.
Smiling at her, he offered his arm for her to take. The dusk sky was turning to burning amber above them as Tanis considered his offer, every fibre of her being overwhelmingly curious. She took his arm.
The first step he took disoriented her completely. The world suddenly whirled around her, as if she had been standing next to a moving train.
Like a cat leaping, the spirit had walked a mile with just one step.
They stood on the very edge of the village, feet teetering between the stone path and grass. The forest lay sprawling in the valley below, the sky open and wide above them, and Tanis gasped in surprise at the sudden view. She looked up at the spirit and he grinned at her. Together, they took another step.
The world was pulled from underneath them like a tufted rug, and before Tanis knew
The first thing she sensed was the warmth. Turning around, she found herself on the precipice of a ghost market, her vision swimming with vibrant colour and light. Stalls dotted the field, paper lanterns strung from the trees illuminating the market’s visitors against the growing dark.
The sky was turning a deep indigo, and the lanterns seemed to float like a thousand dancing stars. An excitement began to creep into her chest, and she leapt forward through the grass towards the market, reaching behind her to take the spirit by the hand. His eyes were full of mirth as he allowed himself to be pulled along, laughing kindly at her enthusiasm.
The ghost market smelled distinctly of pine. In a stall, jars of pickled cucumbers and onions sat next to pickled eyes. Excited chatter and laughter floated through the air. A large toad spirit loudly advertised his cabbage. A woman in a tall pointed hat cast stars between her palms to the delight of the small ghost children at her feet as they jumped to catch them. A man with curled goat horns hung bunches of tulips on his stall. Strange music from lyres and violins carried across the market. The spirits wore all manner of dress, the whole field was a swirl of bright velvets and vibrant silks. Colourful banners advertised pumpkins and roasted chestnuts.
Tanis’ heart felt lighter than she had ever known it to be. She rushed from one store to another excitedly, knowing her fox ears were poking out from under her hair and not bothering to tuck them back in. Her tail lifted off the ground as she and the spirit leapt through the grass together. She turned back and grinned at him with a full mouth of fox teeth and he beamed right back unflinchingly.
Suddenly, he stopped.
“You seem to be at home here, why have you never left the village?” he tilted his head.
Tanis stumbled to a halt. As her adrenaline resided, the memory of tight alleys and the lightning sharp pain of foxbane rushed back. All she could think of in her past was grey and wax, a film obscuring her thoughts.
“...I’m not sure.”
“I’ve heard of spirits wandering too close to villages and losing themselves amongst the humans… I hear their minds become numb and memories fade. I’ve never seen it happen before, though.” he glanced at her.
A realisation began to grow in her, starting in her ribcage and curling up into her mind.
“No…”
Her mind reeled at the thought of it, knees giving way underneath her. She crumpled into the long grass, hands in the dirt as she grappled with the sudden truth.
The spirit kneeled in front of her, gently extending a hand.
“I promised you solace, didn’t I? Come with me, I might have something to give you the answers you seek.”
They walked towards a wooden shop under a large pine in the centre of the market. A bright banner advertised it as: Dimitri’s Herbs and Roots. The stars had come out and were dancing high above them. Despite everything, Tanis couldn’t help but be in awe.
The tea store was bright and warm. Cosy chairs and ornate wood tables populated a large front space, and a working bench sat at the back. Water boiled and tea steeped, and all manner of flowers, spices, strange bones, and herbs sat strewn across the bench in jars and bowls. The spirit reached across the counter and pulled out a brass kettle, gesturing for her to choose a teacup from a ramshackle collection on a table.
Tanis curled up into herself on a stool, suddenly habitually anticipating the sting of another poison. Her hands started to shake as she held on to the cup she’d chosen. The spirit gently sat down opposite her with the kettle and poured her a cup of warm amber liquid. Tanis breathed it in, and her fear began to melt away.
“This is persimmon tea,” the spirit smiled, “It’s beloved by foxes”.
mouth. Instead, it was sweet, spiced, and tasted like home. Tanis felt herself begin to shift, her eyes changing and fox ears growing, her limbs rearranging and tail curling out until she sat on the stool as a fox spirit. She grinned at the creature across from her, and they drank the rest of their tea in peaceful silence together.
Grace Ma, Creature
Cato Park
By RG
The first thing to caress your senses was the sound of water lite and painless crouching under the bent of the willows so thirsty.
Life swarmed the pool Swans crooned, fishes turned Bees nursed, younglings ran Yet, all of them adhered to the harmony of the Dance
And there was a soothing Curve pulling my lips Even a foreign man as me, Yearns to belong; fit in
But the forces were cunning
To lead me here this Easter “I” must mean something
@rgpoetics
Shirley Wu, ‘Memories of Queens Park: A Childhood Collage’
Interview with Habitat for Humanity
Featuring Rhea Sankar, previous president of Habitat for Humanity at the University of Melbourne -- interviewed by Julianne
O‘Connell
These days, we all hear the terms ‘cost of living’ and ‘housing crisis’ tossed around on an almost daily basis, but, what does this really mean and what can we do to help? In this interview, Rhea, a previous president of the Habitat for Humanity club at the University of Melbourne shares her experience with the club as well as her perspective on what can be done on both small and large scales to help.
Could you provide an overview of Habitat for Humanity’s mission and primary goals that it aims to achieve?
Absolutely, I just want to provide some context here. We have Habitat for Humanity as an organisation, a global organisation as a whole, and we also have our little club here at Melbourne Uni and we, of course, share a similar mission and goals but we do slightly different things.
Ultimately we believe that everyone deserves a safe, decent place to live. That’s our ‘motto’. And, we build shelter through strength, stability and self-reliance which is also one of our goals/missions. In MUHFH (Melbourne University Habitat for Humanity) we aim to support disadvantaged Victorians who are facing housing insecurity or unsafe living conditions and we do this by organising volunteer trips in partnership with our parent organisation, Habitat Victoria. So, mainly not only do we raise awareness of housing insecurity we also fundraise for housing. Our main goal is to able to allow volunteers to make a very tangible difference, a hands-on experience to help people and to make a difference to people’s lives. Our volunteers learn a lot of new skills and meet awesome people along the way. That’s the main aims of the club.
What inspired you specifically to get involved and then take on a leadership role? And what was your prior involvement?
It can be quite a long story but, basically, it was a chance encounter in my first year, where I made a friend in class and they wanted to go to the stall. I was debating whether to go or not but I ended up going to the stall because Habitat for Humanity sounded like a noble mission. I met the then president and treasurer and I was really inspired. They were doing a fundraising stall with nice cakes, they were so cute. And I thought to myself, I didn’t even know what the organisation was properly and I wasn’t especially passionate about housing back then like I am now. But I knew that I wanted to get involved so I signed up and followed them on Instagram and there was an opening for a volunteer storm recovery trip.
Essentially we were clearing wood on a property that had been affected by the 2021 Mount Dandenong storms. And, so, we were chopping wood up, and we got to learn how to use an axe. It was incredible. But it was just an amazing experience because I also got to meet the person whose property it was. And from then on I was really convinced of the fact that I was able to make a difference that day and have all these new experiences that made me want to get further involved in the club. I volunteered for the position of president because I really wanted to make the club successful and help other people in the process, so that was my main motivation.
How long were you in the role?
I was president for a whole year, throughout last year and a bit of the year before, but now I’m sort of in a support role. I support new committee, I tell them how grants and all the admin stuff works. So I don’t have a formal role now but I’m still working alongside them. I’m actually going to be leading a trip this weekend.
How has Habitat for Humanity evolved over the years and what are some significant milestones/achievements during your time as president and even just throughout the club in general?
Last year was quite significant in terms of the impact that we made, I feel. This is my crowning achievement: we held nine build trips in a whole semester, in twelve weeks. Quite a bit of logistics goes into organising each one. It was pretty fantastic.
The program we were working on last year was continuing on from the storm program. And we were helping people who were affected by the 2021 Mount Dandenong storms. So, imagine in 2023, there were still people waiting for help to clear out debris from the storm. So, for our little groups, we were able to make quite a bit of progress on that.
We also organised a winter clothes donation drive in partnership with the Melbourne Social Inclusion club –a club at uni, a part of the GSA. We organised a university-wide donation drive and collected over 200 items. We also worked with Scape, and we donated funds to mobilise which is an external organisation that provides hands-on support to those roughing it out on he streets. They do outreach programs where volunteers have the opportunity to talk to people experiencing homelessness just offer support and basics like clothes and meals.
It sounds like a what of what you do is very tangible!
Absolutely, which is what really stood out to me in the beginning.
I think probably the most important achievement of the club last year was actually just getting our club back together. During COVID we really suffered from not being able to hold our regular volunteer trips, so, when I became president, we essentially started from scratch and we were able to build a community of really kind people who were willing to give a whole days worth of time to travel two hours away from the city to help someone they don’t know. I think that’s my biggest achievement.
I did also do a bit of research on what our club used to look like and we actually used to hold quite big events like interstate volunteer where we’d fly to build a house, and huge charity galas that our new committee has a vision of working towards.
Could you describe some of the key programs and initiatives that have been implemented to address housing issues locally and/or globally?
A bit more on the local, what our club’s also doing with Habitat Victoria is that we organise volunteer trips for the brush with kindness program, so that’s mainly painting and renovations and we work in partnership with local organisations, like women’s shelters and other shelters for people fleeing from domestic violence or experiencing other circumstances. That’s what we’re currently working on. Trips and opportunities for that.
In Australia, Habitat is comparatively not as big as it is worldwide. In the US, for example, it’s actually one of the top twenty home builders. And they have close to a million volunteers helping to build houses. So it’s really big over there, and also in places like the Philippines and Indonesia. They also have a program called Global Village, where they not only build houses in countries like Fiji, where people are facing housing insecurity, they empower local communities by teaching them the skills for safe construction and, also, of course, the money that the volunteers give to the community to finish the project.
Habitat does do a lot of work in building houses globally. It’s a nice thing to aim for and look at what our organisation’s doing.
What are the biggest challenges that Habitat for Humanity is facing in its mission to provide affordable housing and how would you envision overcoming these challenges?
A huge barrier preventing anyone from building housing right now is just the cost of building a house. It’s just astronomical. As a non-profit organisation, as we stand now, a lot of funding needs to go on; a lot of money needs to be raised for one house to be built. So it literally takes a village for just one home. In terms of numbers and building houses, in Australia it’s harder to build now but, also, each house does go a long way. It provides a forever home for the people who live there, which is really awesome. But the issue of housing affordability needs to be fixed from the top down.
It starts with major reform, but that’s not to understate the importance of non-profits like Habitat in alleviating some of the issues and providing support to local communities, like emergency support while policy is being developed. But it’s just important that everyone contributes what they can.
If, after reading this interview, someone (especially a student or young person) wanted to start to help Habitat for Humanity, what are tangible actions that they can take to do so? Where should we begin?
I definitely see different paths. In regard to non-profits, definitely donate to organisations if you can. Funding is a huge barrier to organisations providing essential services.
I personally looked at opportunities with community organisations like Vinnies which operate, for example, soup vans across the city to provide a warm meal. Even if it’s just half a day of your time and you’re keen to help make any sort of difference you can volunteer at any of those organisations. That’s quite important, but I also think educating yourself as to why we are having this issue in the first place is a huge one. It might be hard because not everyone knows about planning and what’s causing the housing crisis. I would recommend just reading a little bit, reading the news.
And then you might want to go into advocacy as well, even UMSU. Housing is expensive, it’s huge. It needs to be coordinated at a higher level, so what we can do is we can support students in other ways. In terms of cost of living, you can actually volunteer for UMSU at the Union Mart. I think UMSU does very important work as well in supporting students. Because, while housing is an issue, it often is an issue in conjunction with other aspects of student life, like the cost of living.
If someone was interested in joining Habitat for Humanity within the university, what can they expect from that? As a member, what would they do or take part in?
We organise pretty regular opportunities for volunteer trips. There’s no commitment expected of you, we offer them to students and if you’re free you can join and volunteer your time. In terms of volunteering impact, that’s probably the main thing, but we are also aiming to hold other social events, like teambuilding events, with genuinely some of the loveliest people you’ll meet because they’re all here together with all their diverse experiences and backgrounds. We have people from all walks of life and all years of uni who are just passionate about helping people. Genuinely, you do gain a lot of skills in doing these trips–skills in teamwork, and also you just end up exposing yourself to activities you’d never normally do. So, I’d say, join a trip, come to one of our social events or a fundraising stall for Habitat.
Follow Habitat for Humanity on Instagram @muhfh and keep up to date with the latest opportunities!
Dumplings for one
A reflection on my semester abroad in China
A year ago an opportunity of a lifetime was placed right before my eyes. I was accepted to go and study abroad in China, something I never thought would happen. I wasn’t expecting the letter knowing how the borders had been closed for ages, so I kept my hopes low. Needless to say, all my attention was shifted to going overseas and getting everything ready.
I wanted any chance I could to get out of Melbourne, I wanted to seek new things and experience a culture that was completely different to mine. I was sick of seeing the same four walls I had grown accustomed to since the pandemic, and all I knew was that I needed to do something and be anywhere but my home.
I had this fixed image in my mind what studying abroad would be like. Making new friends, trying different cuisines, and exploring new cities. But alas, much to my initial disappointment it was not all sunshine and rainbows when I first arrived.
To start, I could barely speak the language and it turned out to be much harder to be expected. More so because I 'looked' Chinese and there was this assumption I could speak it. There were funny moments, Didi drivers would get frustrated with me for not understanding what I was saying only for them to be confused when broken Chinese sentences came out of my mouth. But it caused some guilt within me for not being fluent in Chinese.
To make matters worse, I was struggling to make friends and find a group of people to hang out with. Everyone somehow just grouped, and all became chummy during orientation week. Of course, I tried to make friends, but it wasn’t easy when everybody else was so tight-knit.
I bitterly came to terms with realising how new experiences did not necessarily entail a good time all the time. Bad times exist as well, but it’s usually swept undercover. I admit, I had been a bit naïve with my expectations believing I was going to make friends instantly and spend my weekends partying and not studying. Instead, it was filled with lonely hours huddled up in my chair, crying softly so my roommates wouldn’t hear me.
But I was not the type to back down straight away. I had to get back up because I knew staying like this, feeling sorry for myself and upset that things didn't go to plan was not the solution. I needed to be better and remind myself why was I here again.
I reminded myself adventure was what I wanted and that being in a whole different country was something I wanted to experience. Instead of digging a hole to fill up and marinate with my tears, I chose to get out and stop feeling sorry for myself. Instead of ordering food and eating alone, I started making small talk with the canteen workers through my broken Chinese. I attended many activities and events held by the uni whether I was by myself or with someone, conducted in English or not, I still wanted to try.
A friend I made overseas put it best, she told me that sometimes you have to make the first step multiple times. If it doesn’t work out the first time, you have to try another way or do something else. It’s easier to fall back and quit when you’re by yourself all alone in a new country. Yet that very reason should persuade you to keep going forward and not give up. If you don’t want to sit on the sidelines and watch everything pass you by then you need to get up and try, even if it must take many times.
Eventually, China was becoming like a second home to me, but as soon as I was getting comfortable, I had to get ready to leave. It felt like a cruel joke- I was finally making friends, and had a solid group of people to hang out with, and I had become adjusted to the university life over there. Funnily though, life seems to work out like that, throwing us a bunch of hurdles we overcome, only to then be thrown another that’s much harder to tackle.
Studying abroad is something that will stick with me for life. Sometimes I can still visualise the canteen I used to eat lunch with my friends at after our runs on Saturdays, or the late nights when we would eat ice cream at Mixue in 5-degree weather with zero care in the world. Memories like these outweigh all the lonely days I had in China, pondering if I’d ever make any friends overseas.
Adventure is truly out there, both good and bad, lonely and exciting. It may not be what you’re expecting, but that can be a good thing. Although it’s easy to say it’s hard to do, sometimes you just need to take the first step- even if it means doing it many times.
Szu
PFP Lau with Sketchboo
unch Day Da
ok Decorating
In November last year we held our first ever club event - sketchbook decorating to celebrate the launch of our PASSION magazine.
Everyone received their own sketchbook which they could personalise to their heart’s content with our extensive sticker spread, drawing methods, and even custom calligraphy from our ‘in-house’ calligrapher, all the while munching on some tasty snacks to relaxing music. The club also expanded the committee by opening up first round applications for marketing, events and publications officers.
Our stall offered lots of freebies - the
highlight being temporary tattoos featuring custom designs from our club members. The turnout was amazing and the committee loved seeing and interacting with so much of the student cohort, it definitely made for a great way to kick off the year with many more exciting things planned.
fruitastic P. Passion frog
Princess Passion & Fruitastic Frog
Paint&Sip Paint&Sip
Continuing with our club aim of encouraging creativity, we held another art event for club members to relax and unwind during Week 5 of this semester- the Paint and Sip. A bonus was that it was free for all club members, and we served up two special PFP-themed mocktails. You can see a selection of everyone’s amazing paintings collated on the next page.
The Adventures of Fruitastic Frog & Princess Passion
A Note of Gratitude
To the PFP friends and wider community,
Thank you to everyone for supporting Passion Fruit Projects! We hope you have all enjoyed reading our WONDER edition which marks the end of Semester 1 2024.
This was a semester of new challenges as well as opportunity. Many of us embarked on new adventures and journeys into the unknown. We’re glad we’ve come out the other end alive, with fascinating stories to tell. We deeply appreciate everyone who put time and effort into this magazine, whether it be through submissions, curation, or reading. This really wouldn’t have been possible without any of you.
We’re excited about the countless future opportunities awaiting us. We’ve organised many exciting events and projects in the upcoming semester to showcase the amazing works and talents of our members. Additionally, our next magazine and the theme will be revealed soon, and we welcome all sorts of creative submissions. Stay along to find out more!
Once again, we extend our gratitude to all the contributors to the magazine, you have motivated us endlessly. We hope to see you with us as we continue along this journey!
Setting off towards treasure island, Passion Fruit Projects Committee
Special shoutout to our little best friends who have accompanied us along the way
Extensive Acknowledgments
Front Cover
-- art by Sana Gulistani, graphics by Yutong Wu
Acknowledgment of Country
-- writing by PFP committee, graphics by Yutong Wu
Table of Contents
-- graphics by Yutong Wu
PASSION
Editor’s Note
-- writing by Sara Lu and Emma Li, graphics by Yutong Wu
Meet the Committee
-- graphics by Yutong Wu
Pirate Committee -- art by Yutong Wu
Events - PFP Launch Day
-- writing by Sara Lu, graphics by Sammi Wu and Mikayla Ho
Events - Summerfest Temporary Tattoo Catalogue
-- designs by Candice Feng, Jenny Yu, Lucy Guo, Yutong Wu and Zoe Chen
Events - Summerfest
-- writing by Sara Lu, graphics by Yutong Wu, Melissa Li and Mikayla Ho
Events - Paint & Sip
-- writing by Sara Lu, graphics by Mikayla Ho
Events - Paint & Sip Collage
-- art by PFP members, collage by Joanna Clarissa Wijaya
The Adventures of Princess Passion and Fruitastic Frog
-- writing and art by Mikayla Ho
POETRY
Last Supper
-- writing by Belle White, graphics by Yutong Wu and Sammi Wu
Weather Today
-- writing by Indira, graphics by Yutong Wu
Cato Park
-- writing by RG, graphics by Joanna Clarissa Wijaya
SKETCHES OF LIFE
The Butterflies Near My Throat That Make Me Wonder -- art by rizsyahir
Memories of Queens Park: A Childhood Collage
-- art by Shirley Wu
Restart?
-- art by Qingxing
WONDER
A letter to Alice - RG
-- writing by RG, graphics by Mikayla Ho
And then?
-- writing by RG, graphics by Mikayla Ho
Beyond the stars
-- art by Esther Q.
Creature
-- art by Grace Ma
Untitled -- art by @meleen_
PROSE
Foxbane and Persimmon
-- writing by Sophia Maggi, graphics by Joanna Clarissa Wijaya
Interview with Habitat for Humanity
-- interviewing Rhea Sankar, interviewed by Julianne O’Connell, introduction by Jo O’Connell, graphics by Yutong Wu
Dumplings for One
-- writing by Szu, graphics by Melissa Li and Yutong Wu
A Note of Gratitude
-- writing by Emma Li
Miso @Misooothecorgi
-- photograph by Joanna Clarissa Wijaya, writing by Emma Li
Back Cover
-- art by Sana Gulistani, graphics by Alice Hu
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