Sunday, 29 June 2008

Its just weather outside. Take three.

I'm 1924th in the race.

Playballonacy is a great concept.
Fantastic way to get around and visit new sites,
there's a lot of design blogs so its good for me.

If you see me, give me a boost!

Its just weather outside. Take two.

Favourite Beat Poetry.

Diaries - Anne Waldman.
Martha was a girl after my own heart.
She slept late,
lived for the moment,
and did the thing.
Now this was the truth.
We had not known each other long before
we discovered the common bonds.
One day was like this in the diary:

Got up late. Here I am writing in the diary.
It is 1.00pm. It is raining outside.
Martha is coming over (soon I hope).
The coffee is boiling so I have to go.

Later she showed me her diary:

Raining outside.
Just got up.
1.00pm.
Going over to X's soon.
Coffee is ready.

Then I showed her my diary even later
and we agreed that we had much in common.
I asked her about the X, however, and she said,
"You can never tell can you who might see it?"
I agreed and since then have been using arbitrary
initials to identify the people in my life.

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Excerpt:
For C. - Philip Whalen.

I saw the bushes of crimson rhododendron, sparkling wet
Beside the hospital walk - I had to see you.
If you were out, I'd leave these flowers.
Even if I couldn't write or speak
At least I broke and stole that branch with love.

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Excerpt:
April fool birthday poem for grandpa. - Diane Di Prima
Today is your
birthday and I have tried
writing these things before,
but now
in the gathering madness, I want to
thank you
for telling me what to expect
for pulling
no punches, back there in that scrubbed Bronx parlor
thank you
for honestly weeping in time to
innumerable heartbreaking
italian operas for
pulling my hair when I
pulled the leaves off the trees so I'd
know how it feels.

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Its just weather outside.

360' Panorama
Drapery.
Still life.



Work drinks on Friday night,
lead to drinking way too much,
to listening to A talk about leaving
the mother of his daughter.

I know the girl he's after.
She's too good for him.

I'm not allowed to say anything,
but to be frank, I'll never see him again.

Went to see The Lucksmiths,
I left halfway through
the first song to get food.

Saturday, babysat C for J.
It was ok, I haven't babysat anyone
for years. Played Wii. Got laughed at for
getting a score of 3 whilst C got 23 on the brain academy.

Yeah well who got a distinction for Drawing?
Me.
Who got a high distinction for Photography?
Me. Who got a distinction for Scientific and Quantitative Literacy? Me. Who got a high distinction for Foundation Computing? Me.

Gridded study.

If you recognise this drawing as your photograph, yes I copied it from Flickr.com. I can't remember who you were, but I gridded it and drew it in charcoal.

Today - Sunday... Apparently baking and burning with Dollface. Burning history, diaries. Baking, well I'll just eat...

I don't need the diaries. They're filled with lost loves, depression, events that if I can't remember attending... well.

"Its 8.30pm. Its just weather outside. Made myself a cup of tea, and now going to bed."
Beat poetry was my love in 2005.

I'll have to do another post, because this one enjoys putting in extra spaces.


Wednesday, 11 June 2008

Are we there yet!


Writer's festival.
Scrabble was my favourite event.
By far.

I have so much to catch up on here.
Going to keep it brief.

27/April/2008
http://www.haikucircus.com/index.htm
Very very good.


I'm so happy tonight, I don't know why
I just have a giddy silly head.
Work was just silly fun, incredibly busy,
helping students, printing invoices, being needed.
That and the fact that I know I'm going to leave very soon.


Soon I'll be flying in the air, working.
That lost feeling, being displaced.
What time is it?
Who cares!
Are we there yet!

Please please please please.


I made this Clarice Bean doll for a swap.

Cute hey?





MIAF - Melbourne International Animation Festival was great.

Well the last 2 sessions weren't great, but I saw 82 films! And then still went to the Dendy and saw The Counterfeiters.

I can't concentrate.

At least this'll end my blog drought.