Monday, August 31, 2009

Sunday, August 23, 2009

rhys lee observing life in NY, says its still stinkin hot


spent a lovely arvo at Maguk, in Kakadu. There's these amazing plunge pools at the top of a big Gorge. I was egged on to do the big jump. Luckily the waters about 10 metres deep.

le Vons' Trephina Gorge Beans

1 onion
1/4 zuchini that has been in the esky for a while
4 cans of baked beans

slowly fry onion with zuchini 10 mins, add beans bring to simmer for a while
feeds 2

Saturday, August 22, 2009

dusty social skills?

if you spend a lot of time on your lonesome (ie. a fisherman, a road train driver, or artist), you may be wondering why the few social encounters you do have leave you feeling a little nervy or awkward. Whilst on your own you think some wacky shit maybe for hours or days. You arrive at a social occasion with a head full of wacky shit going around in your head and you cant really listen to people. It might be an idea to write a page or two of stream of consciousness wacky shit. Let it all out, before the social event, just to clear your brain a bit. The brain gets dusty. Not saying there's no truth in the dust and it shouldn't be spoken, but the brain, can need an oil change, some new lubricant or a bit of a clean out. I haven't yet tried this excercise so I hope you go well enjoy your socializing.

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

not Mohammads daughter

just bumped into laylah ali on the street
(image courtesy gallery 303)

a dream I don't have many

I went to see barry humphries live on stage, at somewhere like the arts centre, there wasn't too many people in the audience, and barry was doing his usual pick people out of the crowd and include them in his joke telling. I felt really hot flustered and irritable so I walked outside the theatre into a kind of saloon bar with big blokes behind the bar. a lady( kind of a freckly model) who was situated near one of the walls gave me a cup of water from one of those glug glug glug water stations. I slumped against the wall on the floor and she lay down with me and put her head on my chest. I noticed how freckly her arms were.

a painter

hey look at this fellow,
this gallery site offers many images

abel auer - corvi mora gallery london

bye now

Saturday, August 15, 2009

hermansburg potters


lightning cracks over cane fields
I hope you don't return

the red centre

just back from 11 days in the red centre heart of the nation and boy are my legs tired
(this painting by ross watson I saw in the window of his Nicholson st gallery)