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light cloud
At the PACT theatre in Erskineville, through the Quarterbred program. Unaccustomed to an entry fee, I was expecting to see more in the way of an exhibition. I only stayed for two performances and one video work but I mainly went to see Suzan’s work on display which I had missed at Gallery 4A. Not…
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hardship causes immense profundity, bus stuck in traffic
On the promise that I would make it to a dinner with Gregory and Nina at Leigh’s remarkable (if not unique) rent controlled co-op in Haberfield, I dragged myself, exhausted, from a cantankerous day at work through the pouring rain to a bus stop on Marrickville Road. Two whole hours, four pointless phone calls and…
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too much coffee
I had the most unfortunate situation of taking a tranquiliser last night and waking up at 5.20 this morning. At this hour, there’s nothing much to report although the weather is cold and my old bones are sore. I’m having another coffee and admittedly perpetuating this cycle of restlessness but the off-chance that I’ll be…
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examination
Typically the first post comes during a moment of crisis. Blogging is like a meditation… or maybe its just another form of procrastination. When I have to write an essay, the house is never cleaner. Sometimes I’ll even scrub-out the garbage bin and the toilet brush holder than sit down and write a lousy 1000-word…
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The rain in Spain falls mainly in the drain.
I’m eating sultanas and almonds before dinner at Nina and Gregory’s. Their just on the other side of Broadway but I’m tired and I just got warm after wading home in icy winds and these horizontal sheets of rain, that didn’t so much as fall from the sky as blow up off the wet road.…
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The rain in Spain falls mainly in the drain.
I’m eating sultanas and almonds before dinner at Nina and Gregory’s. They’re just on the other side of Broadway but I’m tired and I just got warm after wading home in icy winds and rain, that didn’t so much as fall from the sky as blow up off the wet road in horizontal sheets. I…
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WSSR crew
Here we are, our little skeleton crew of Workshop Showroom. People seem pleased about the new website and a rough program of exhibitions [showcases] have been tentatively penciled in.
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Le jour avant…
Hier soir, j’ai pris un somnifère. Ça fait longtemps que je les prends. J’ai mal à dormir ces jours-là. Je pense la pression m’empêche à dormir, mais quand je réfléchis un peu plus, je rends compte j’ai rien dans ma vie qui peut me faire s’inquiéter. C’est bête. Surtout, il y a des choses en…
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twitter post found on wordpress blog
if typing a hurry 1st thing goes is prepositions
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towed, the fortunate sailor
I completed my second solo sail today and despite the warm air and gentle breeze, I decided to quit while I was ahead and left the boat for Danny. Suddenly, strong winds blew up and while he was out on his own (thankfully not too far from shore) the centreboard fell through. Shaun jumped into…
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werewolf of campbelltown
Clearing out the hard drive. I wish I still had this shirt. Here, stuck in a crappy café in Campbelltown after the Fischer Prize exhibition opening. More vintage, grainy digital photos to come.
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