The Rocketgirl Chronicles

About

An unintended photography project, born out of the intended family time in Melbourne’s 6th lockdown.

With no more rainbows on the pavements, stuffed animals away from the windows and once vibrant spoonvilles turned sad ghost towns – what once was a covid lifestyle novelty is now a tried, tired and desensitized daily routine. Even the sourdough.

Still, everyone figured out their own way to keep going. Small things. Small wins. Like making a space helmet for your child fascinated by the night sky. And a suit.

Too bad that the novelty of a costume doesn’t last. Stories however, seem to have worked since forever. So we took the costume and went looking for stories. The good thing is that stories can be found anywhere, be it 5km travel limit or your bedroom. The bus stop or a laundry.

These photographs are the memories from the stories we found. The lockdown will end. We’ll outgrow the costume. But the time spent together exploring and imagining is one special gift to keep.

Two months on, our little project became just a tiny bit bigger after being discovered on: