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Thomas Devenish

Press Service International

Thomas Devenish lives in Hobart, Tasmania with his wife and two daughters. He works as a motion designer and enjoys the diverse experiences life has to offer, from chasing tennis balls to curling up with a good book on a rainy day. Thomas Devenish’s previous articles may be viewed at www.pressserviceinternational.org/thomas-devenish.html

  • A sandwich, a muffin and a milkshake

    When I got married and moved into a new home with my beautiful bride it was the start of a new and very exciting phase of life.

  • Mind the Plants

    Indoor pot plants are all the rage these days – and for good reason. They are green and leafy, fresh and vibrant, purifying the air and bringing a touch of earthiness to the concrete walls that make up our office spaces. I love a good plant collection, and over the last year have steadily built up a collection of potted greenery.

  • Odd one out

    Some people stand out like bright paint on a dark wall. There have been times when I've been that person, like when I went to my first AFL match with a bunch of seasoned fans I barely knew. I didn't spend my formative years kicking a footy and wearing team colours. As I tried to fit in with the bunch my lack of knowledge of the game soon showed - when they would leap to their feet cheering I would still be sitting with a blank look on my face. It was obvious I was different.

  • Shavings of wood

    There is something profoundly satisfying in viewing the results of a lifetime dedicated to a pursuit.

  • A garden allegory

    Becoming a parent naturally brings about a variety of lifestyle changes, some more substantial than others. One of the smaller changes that surprised me was a new vigour for my garden – undoubtedly the result of being brought outside by the little ones and forced to stare down the dilapidated remains of my lawn!

  • A Sure Hope

    The lights are twinkling on roofs, wreaths hanging from doors and silhouettes of Christmas trees can be seen in the windows as I wander the streets of my local suburb.

  • Chicken’n’Chips for God

    Scorched hands, greasy fingers and slippery floors are the things that come to mind when I remember my time in the fast food industry.

  • He Knows My Name

    25 September, 1066, Stamford Bridge. A single figure cuts into the sky, feet planted, shoulders square. Thick arms, blood-streaked, hoist a battle axe aloft in a display of defiance. An opposing army lies before him, thousands of swords and spearheads glinting in the sun.

  • I long for Eden

    There once was a garden where flowers bloomed without mildew spotted leaves. It was a perfect place. The garden of Eden.

  • Of food and men

    With the deluge of health and fitness trends hitting the mainstream these days it was only a matter of time before some of them would make their way into my secluded alcove.