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Humans of coffee: Mus Musgrave

Who is Mus Musgrave?

I have been so many different people over the last 10 years that I find this question difficult to answer. I’ve been a farm labourer, bar manager, army cadet, university student, prison transition worker and probation and parole officer in that order.

The thing is though, I’ve done all of these things with a camera in hand. I am now a professional photographer and social media advisor. I define myself through the lens and curate my view of the world via the images I create and share.

Perhaps, more importantly however, I am a husband to my gorgeous wife and dog dad to a beautiful rescue wolfhound cross.

All in all, I’m a 25 year old aussie kid living in Canberra, AU taking things day by day and enjoying as much of what life has to offer as I can.

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What is your favorite childhood memory?

I think, subconsciously I assumed the role of a photographer from an early age because I’ve always had a pretty poor memory. Photography has always been a means of me capturing a moment, stopping time, and has assisted me in being able to recall certain memories. Sitting here now, trying to remember what my favorite childhood memory might be without as much as a photo to help, I am finding it more difficult that I feel I should. However, the thing that comes to mind the most is when I was 12 years, my mum giving me the family camera, a bright yellow plastic brick that shot film. I very distinctly remember getting my film back and the smell of photos as you pulled them out of your “Kodak” printing envelope and witness, hold, your memories in a visual, journalistic, tangible way. I think that was kicked off my love affair for photography and camera’s.

If you could have a do-over in life, what would you do differently?

I’ve thought about this question a lot to be honest. And I don’t think I would do anything differently. Regrets are funny little things, and I suppose I’m still trying to figure them out. What is there purpose? What natural, biological reason is there? Maybe it was to allow us to learn from negative experiences and not make similar mistakes in the future. Maybe a group of hunters regretting attacking a lion or wolf because tribe members were killed. There is a morbid sense of value in that kind of regret. But I don’t live in a world like that. If I studied more in high school I may have got into university early and not joined the army. If I didn’t join the army then I wouldn’t have met my wife. If I didn’t meet my wife then I may not have gotten into university at all. If I hadn’t studied at university then I wouldn’t have got a job in the government and been able to afford a house. If I couldn’t afford a house then I wouldn’t have my rescue girl sitting at my feet right now. No, I wouldn’t change anything in my life. I am luckier than most and it would be a waste to try and change any of it now!

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What do you feel most proud of?

I feel most proud of how brave I’ve been and how far I’ve come. Giving up a highly competitive full time job in the Australian government is a pretty silly, and yet liberating, thing to do. I think it’s hard to give up security for passion, but it led me on a journey of self-awareness that I could never have experienced siting behind a public desk. Photography is my passion and I’m giving myself the best opportunity to pursue that dream, instead of living the life of another person and simply wishing my life away.

If you could keep only 3 possessions, what would they be and why?

Well, the first one is obvious right? A camera. If for some reason I could only take 3 possessions, I would want to be documenting the shit out of WHY I can only take 3 possessions haha. Did my house burn down? Is the apocalypse going down? Is there some kind of magic spell allowing this? Regardless of the reason, they’d all tell an epic story in the end. The harder choice would be which camera! I have too many cameras….

The second thing would be my smartphone, so that I could maintain communication with my wife and family. And edit the photos haha.

The third thing is my wedding ring. It’s a symbol that I’ve found my family, that I’ve created one. That someone out in the world actually wants to spend time with me. That’s nice, isn’t it?

I get to keep my dog right?

What do you want your tombstone to say?

Kindness filled his heart & his life. There is nothing. NOTHING. More important that being kind.

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What is @coffeecafecanberra?

I started drinking coffee when I was in the army out field on exercise. It was that one thing that kept morale high and was a great way to start a cold, icy morning in the field. It bonded people together, and conversely divided many others. But I saw a kind of power in this warm, watery liquid that could change and move people. Coffee greets us and warms us, it occupies our hands when we are nervous and gives us motivation when we are tired, it brings people together and creates conversations. Coffee is my passion and Canberra is my adopted home. There is no better personal project to me than documenting my two favourite past-times!

What is your favorite kind of coffee?

I love espresso and I love it with milk and sugar. #sorrynotsorry

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In which coffee shops are we likely to bump into you?

Where to start?! I spend a lot of time Playing Fields (@_playingfields) as it is so close to my work, but I also love Toasted (@wearetoasted), Local Press (@localpresscafe) and Teddy Pickers (@teddypickerscafe). I could go on forever, but those 4 are my go to’s.

What does a perfect day look like?

Every day is a perfect day. Whether I’m editing photos all day, cleaning the house and mowing the lawn, cooking dinner, cleaning dinner, taking my wife out, walking the dog, working for the man or stressing about deadlines. Life is life and everything has beauty. It’s all about perspective.

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