Now I become myself. It's taken
Time, many years and places,
I have been dissolved and shaken,
Worn other people's faces,
Run madly, as if Time were there,
Terribly old, crying a warning,
"Hurry you will be dead before-"
(What? Before you reach the morning?
or the end of the poem is clear?)
Now to stand still, to be here,
Feel my own weight and density!...
Now there is time and Time is young
O, in this single hour live
All of myself and do not move
I, the persued, who madly ran,
Stand still, stand still, and stop the Sun!

by May Sarton

Heath Kirchart y Jeremy Klein - the end.mpg

I don't know how anyone has time for work, with all the baggage we've gotta get through. When we clear it all we might be chillin' like my new dugong friend by Kristina Tsoulis-Raey
'I don't need a job, I live in the ocean' he says

pictures by Martin Maloney



finally spring is here!
not yet but if it was it would be

Robert Crumb -Charles Bukowski


lets get spiritual spiritual
I wanna get spiritual
let me see ya chakras align, chakras align
but not too spiritual, might freak my friends out
unless everybody gets spirirtual
lets get spiritual spiritual
I wanna get spiritual
let me see through my heavenly portal, heavenly portal

new amber wallis show at chalk horse this week

the Von ponders deep in St Kilda

Jeff Wall- Two people eating out of a paper bag

all up

install of the over 50 works for texticles show went smooth thanks to a great team of helpers especially Action Haskings who banged up all the tricky ones. Melbourne Art Fair opens this evening
Fergus Binns 'your inventions enlighten me' oil on paper.

our team could see and be seen

guilt free, the trees love my fumes

That 'wish I took up surfing as a youngster look', there was a few of those going around amongst the lonesome travelers

trees don't get stressed they just get a big tumor

a hard days work for Mt Warning producing a tiny pink cloud

visited the mother of all hippy houses while up in Byron the gorgeous Rainbow Temple has its own tummel to the other side of the earth

out of wisdom on the Gold Coast but I found plenty of soul