Thursday, August 26, 2010

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

Sunday, August 22, 2010

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

Friday, August 20, 2010

pictures by Martin Maloney

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

Monday, August 16, 2010

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

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

Tuesday, August 3, 2010

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

Sunday, August 1, 2010

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