BIG MASSIVE THANK YOU TO - Mieke, Dharma, Harry, Shiraz and their families; you are all amazing!!!
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
Throw Like a Girl-a Tomboy Project
BIG MASSIVE THANK YOU TO - Mieke, Dharma, Harry, Shiraz and their families; you are all amazing!!!
Enjoy The Ride or Get Of The Bus Hen
Bloomin heck!
What a drama i like to make of everything;
yes indeedy-do!
Here I am, in a position to show work that
I am proud of, work that speaks of an experience
some may share - personally or vicariously, and
here I am moaning about how scared I am!
Well Ms Lesley Annne Turn-the-bloomin-bull
wake up and smell the glorious gum trees then
count your fucking blessings that most
of your problems today are nothing less that quality!!
(Ooo I scare myself when i talk in third person)
What a drama i like to make of everything;
yes indeedy-do!
Here I am, in a position to show work that
I am proud of, work that speaks of an experience
some may share - personally or vicariously, and
here I am moaning about how scared I am!
Well Ms Lesley Annne Turn-the-bloomin-bull
wake up and smell the glorious gum trees then
count your fucking blessings that most
of your problems today are nothing less that quality!!
(Ooo I scare myself when i talk in third person)
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
the incubator - coming soon
In Two weeks I will have my first solo show
and i cant help wishing that it was all over.
i know this is the wrong way to be thinking
about it all, but, right or wrong, its just
the way it is!
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Saturday, June 13, 2009
This Is a Photograph of Me
by Margaret Atwood
It was taken some time ago.
At first it seems to be a smeared
print: blurred lines and grey flecks
blended with the paper;
then, as you scan it,
you see in the left-hand corner
a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree
(balsam or spruce) emerging
and, to the right, halfway up
what ought to be a gentle
slope, a small frame house.
In the background there is a lake,
and beyond that, some low hills.
(The photograph was taken
the day after I drowned).
I am in the lake, in the center
of the picture, just under the surface.
It is difficult to say where
precisely, or to say
how large or small I am:
the effect of water
on light is a distortion
but if you look long enough,
eventually
you will be able to see me.)
It was taken some time ago.
At first it seems to be a smeared
print: blurred lines and grey flecks
blended with the paper;
then, as you scan it,
you see in the left-hand corner
a thing that is like a branch: part of a tree
(balsam or spruce) emerging
and, to the right, halfway up
what ought to be a gentle
slope, a small frame house.
In the background there is a lake,
and beyond that, some low hills.
(The photograph was taken
the day after I drowned).
I am in the lake, in the center
of the picture, just under the surface.
It is difficult to say where
precisely, or to say
how large or small I am:
the effect of water
on light is a distortion
but if you look long enough,
eventually
you will be able to see me.)
Friday, June 12, 2009
unravelling
11.06.09 6:59
..I am so glad
that
you did that
with me today.
Really.
Even just for
your history,
that is always
in the making.
Love
to you
eddy
L>E
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