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I invite you to follow the Inter Collective's new project, Trans Continent, which will at this stage exist in cyber space, but eventually in more tangible spaces too, hopefully. (so long blogger, hello wordpress!)

I've started writing for e-zine SixThousand (sign up for weekly newsletters in your inbox, or visit the daily updated site)

and... I made myself a flikr account.

make light

limbs/skin (my favourite)

the overall strength of a magnet is measured by its "magnetic moment"

just came in from lying out under the stars. everything is vibrating, like magnets, the poles of magnets: repelling, resisting each other with so much energy. so much quivering expectant energy. out of the corner of my eyes i see little iron filings shifting around between the magnets, tiny movements, but everything is sliding, slipping. a single shooting star: it shocks me, as it would anyone after twenty minutes of non-shooting stars. so dramatic after all this subtlety, it had a long tail (does that make it a comet?), a big fuck off comet to end it all and i come inside.

buckminster fuller had undetected bad vision as a kid, making the whole world a mass of blurry coloured circles, and it wasn't until they discovered it and he got glasses that he realised this wasn't how things actually were. it gave him an entirely different perception of how everything fit together. he said he preferred the world when it was blurry.

HEART BURN. to do to last a few weeks. (you are only coming through in waves)

email alex spremberg, new job, return all the borrowed stuff i'm hoarding, washing, clean room, swim some more, grants, freerange, email jackson, find another book, finish old book, collective website, trans-continental projects, melbourne/sydney, call dad, pump up bike tyres, avocado, frozen peas, finances bleh, 6000 contribution, call roberto the mechanic, myer vouchers, aquarium...

all the tv people look really scary ugly these days. hideously distorted features, makeup. i can't tell if i just never noticed before or if they have actually gotten uglier.


you know when you can focus your vision, or un-focus your vision, rather, so intensely that you can consciously hallucinate? i like that.

it happened to me on the weekend, i drove for a long time, restlessly, before i settled at the foreshore in nedlands, i drove right to the end, where the boats go in, where i could see the moon beaming down on the river. the light was hitting the water so abstractedly, and suddenly i was looking at fish jumping, rain splashing into a pool, ticketape, crazy ants on the tv, static. it was great. i was also sober. yeah. i've been having some really great sober experiences lately, i think it's because i've felt really aware of myself, and my body and my place in the world, that i notice these sensations that i might otherwise be too busy or distracted to notice their effect on my body.

these are great leaps.


p.s. giant translucent elastic pools filled with water, suspended high above, light shining down through the water, argentinian bodies flung through the water, and belly flops, unrelenting fearless impressive belly flops. best tv i've watched in years. thanks eurovision.

messy room, clear head

i'm really happy. i feel like i've buzzed around all day, was very productive, also fit in some down time, light exercise, happy weather, swam in the sea, read a bit, saw my mum, had good brief meetings with lots of people, worked, was nice to customers, did my job well, ate some good food when i was hungry.. i don't know, actually, this if funny but i get really happy when i'm hungry and then i get to eat. like, hungry hungry. it makes me want life more, and want to try harder. and then eating is so much more satisfying. i talked about art and got excited about it today, it was the first time in a little while i'd felt like i just wanted it all. give it to me! DOING things instead of thinking about them. my room's a mess but my mind is clear. it feels GOOD. days like this are what i live for. weeeeee!

easter weekend

a new awareness, and strange succession of things. quiet good friday, quiet streets, walking through a silent still suburbia in the hot sun, those weird naked white trees that look like nude hairless appendages, long long bodies with folds of skin in the creases. the most public of all public holidays. talking on the phone with relatives - vaguely, distant conversation. i try to end it quickly, it is tiring. saturday night at a party. we don't really talk to anyone much. it's fine like this. not that we don't know anyone but it seems unnecessary to make conversation. we hang out in the disco room, the laser light is really cool, when you stand in it's beams, it feels like they're tickling your face, eating your face, a strange sensation. we go home, and after googling "how to roll a cigarette", we smoke. the house is ours. i assemble a quick playlist, which turns out to be perfect. funny how that happens. we fall into a deep quiet. "i feel really light" he says. i say, "i feel really heavy". we mean the same thing. then sleep. easter sunday, a strange mix of friends, family, traditions, feeling homely, a quiet night at work. that night we smoke a little more and watch twin peaks. i am heavy again and notice myself drifting, things slipping. it's ok. reading murakami puts me into an even more hallucinatory mood. today it's overcast, stormy. it smells like rain, the world is tapping by. we listen to In Rainbows. drums and cymbols, ping pong balls. i remember the dream i had last night. of all my clothes being for sale, and people buying all my favourite ones, and me, regrettably, selling them and feeling conflicted. everything is, as far as i can tell, real and happening.

milking me dry.

"nothing so consumes a person as meaningless exertion"

in other news, kaleidoscopes:

new wheelzzz!

now all I need is a basket...

first

new year, new blog, hooray!

i decided to start this blog having had some slight down-time over the last few months and then a slight up-moment after finding other fantastic blogs. i mostly type in lower-case letters, that is something i like to do, i can't be bothered holding down "shift" too often.

i just finished my fine-arts degree, this is my first year out of education since i was 5 years old, and so i decided a blog might be a good start to keeping me creatively motivated and inspired and give me something to work on, as small as it may be.

i am at a bit of a point where i feel like there are so many things i need to do and want to do and should be doing that it all gets a bit overwhelming and i end up doing nothing, so here i am doing something. ta dum!

i will post about interesting things i have seen or am doing (i do plan to do more this year than just keep a blog!) or want to do, or am thinking about, or have read, or heard or whatever.

in the meantime, read about the Ganzfeld effect (capital letter!) it's pretty central to some of my interests.