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2019 was a good year for adventuring. In May I was cruising the Norwegian fiords, dropping into St Petersburg, singing in Barcelona, getting my Guggenheim on in Bilbao, chilling in Bayonne then rounding it all off with some cool jazz in Paris. Full details over on https://www.facebook.com/CarpeDiemTour2019 Then in November, there was some more singing … More Adventuring in 2019
With the borders to the rest of Australia and the world closed, adventuring was limited to my own backyard. Luckily here in Tasmania we have a spectacular one. The East Coast and Freycinet is my happy place and I finally got there after five years of trying.
After a year of singing in the world’s concert halls, in 2020 everything stopped. Zoom rehearsals replaced physical get togethers for several months and when we resumed, we did so in some large and unexpectedly interesting places.
Despite my involvement in the Arts – music, writing and theatre – I’ve always avoided actually making art, though in recent years I’ve loved looking at it. In an effort to address this shortcoming, I’ve been to Drink and Draw, and painted my own birdhouse in the Bauhaus style. Getting outside my comfort zone.
I always work best to deadlines.NYC Midnight Flash Fiction gives me a random genre, location and object and 48 hours to write a 1000 word short story.In the last round I came third in my group with Crater Lake. THIRD!!! One of the best things about this competition is the feedback from the judges: ”Crater … More Midnight is a lonely place
Tonight I made the pilgrimage to see Ryoji Ikeda’s Spectra at MONA as part of Dark MoFo 2018. It now has a permanent home there after appearing at the first Dark MoFo in 2013. Here’s what I wrote in 2013: Night after night the column of light scythed a path through the midnight sky. And … More Spectra
I’ve had another couple of comedy outings in the last two weeks. At Side-Splitting Comedy in early April I played my five-string guitar (badly) and sang. Cult on 19 April was the first time I’d done new material without my son in the audience. There was a whole range of new things to talk about! … More Comedy continued
Other people’s junk Delicious in its possibilities Doors without a car Shelves without a book A Christmas tree discarded so close to Christmas Someone’s latest gadget now unplugged and destined for landfill. By-products of someone’s life So much more interesting than my own.
I notice the house by its absence Four paling fences defiantly protecting an empty block. I can’t call the house to mind Was it a simple cottage or a two storey family home? I notice its absence more than I ever noticed its presence. Will people one day notice I’ve gone without being able to … More Where once a house stood…
Fifteen years on, I’ve shared this with my son. I remember the day clearly: it was traumatic for both of us. He didn’t want to go to crèche and I didn’t want to go to work. I came very, very close to leaving my job, but instead wrote this and sold it for $300 to … More Because I am three
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