One of my projects this year will be compiling a new album
I write a lot of music and it's surprising how effective it can be to remix that material, like the track above was played with guitar and then became something else when I played with it in the computer.
Bought a pack of discounted chips and they left me unsettled
The
cheese flavour was okay, but the sight of a Twisties brand not packaging the
twisted shit-shaped nuggets of my childhood was strangely unsatisfying.
A friend on Facebook has been arguing that status is a driving force in society
It makes sense given that imitation is a large part of how we learn and the gauge by which progress is evaluated.
As
a teenager I remember trying to provoke a reaction from my father, who
studied honours in psychology before being conscripted into the army
near the end of the Vietnam War.
I grew my hair, pierced an ear and pursued various ways to appear obnoxious like wearing t-shirts with offensive slogans.
His
response was frustrating at the time of being a rebellious young adult,
as he'd opine something droll like "I see you've moved from one social
norm to another as a way of asserting your individuality."
So the idea in this post that my friend shared on Facebook reflects something of that lesson.
However,
one of the experiences that probably had a more profound effect on me
than the wisdom of my father was living with divorced parents.
On
weekends I'd be in my father's house and discovering new technology
like computers, compact discs and video tapes, then during the week I'd
live with my mother who was surviving on a government benefit.
In
some ways mum's demonstrations of being able to survive on less in an
affluent society have probably had a more profound impact on me, I
think.
I still do a lot of shopping at
secondhand stores, seek out discounted items at the supermarket and when
I took out a loan on a house I made sure I could make repayments while
on unemployment benefits, because I sooned tired of full-time work and
have never really returned.
It's the idea of a
social identity that probably underpins my creative practices, but I am
wondering whether I have a couple of identities from the modelling I saw
as a child.
Australia is a young country yet there's a reckoning awaiting in the telling of its history
Every now and then you get a glimpse of how our Asian neighbours view our nation as a remnant of the colonial powers that have largely left the region.
The recent referendum on reconciliation, which proposed constitutional recognition for a First Nations advisory to the Federal Parliament, was thought to have been unsuccessful in part because questions remain as to whether a Treaty or a Truth-telling is first required to move forward.
Likewise it is the reconciliation of Australia's position in the Commonwealth and this legacy of colonial brutality that remains to be addressed.
Many of our country's residents, for example, do not ponder the genocide that allowed a legal term like Terra Nullius to exist until 1992.
The treatment of Tasmanian Aborigines that saw their culture almost entirely eradicated from the island state was so shocking that it inspired HG Wells to write War of the Worlds.
This is something that's been gaining discussion recently, particularly in the book Question 7 by Richard Flanagan.
For those of us on the mainland of Australia it is worth considering the question of whether smallpox was deliberately released in the late 18th Century to unleash a genocide in the fledgling colony of New South Wales.
First Fleet surgeon John White brought sealed bottles containing "variolous matter" (pus and scabs from infected individuals) with him, intending to use it for future inoculations in the new colony.
There were no recorded cases of active smallpox among the colonists or convicts during the long voyage.
Then a major smallpox epidemic broke out among the Aboriginal population of Sydney in April 1789, about 15 months after the First Fleet arrived.
This killed an estimated 50% to 90% of the Indigenous population around the Sydney area and spread inland, leaving dead bodies in campsites across the landscape.
Recently I learned that some marines in the First Fleet had served in North America where British forces had previously used smallpox-laden items against Native Americans.
The use of germ warfare was known and feared enough that George Washington sent smallpox survivors into Boston to occupy it after the city was evacuated by the British in 1776, since they were immune to reinfection and wouldn’t fall prey to smallpox-tainted items left behind.
It is this question of whether Australia waged a civil war through the early centuries of the colony that remains to be answered by the nation as it moves toward becoming an integrated society, along with many other important reforms to create equity among citizens.
Changing the date would assist in creating a new and more inclusive way to celebrate a national day.
I know the quote from Oscar Wilde has a barb in its tail, but I think that recognising one's influence is a pleasing experience.
So I share with you the haiga that my mother penned after a visit to Narrandera yesterday, where we saw my exhibition Zen Roo and looked for koalas and ate a meal at the Red Door Cafe.
It was also pleasing to have my brother and son along for the drive, as the latter asked if there was a picture of him in the exhibition and I was able to identify one and also one that I think he might've taken (which I really should've acknowledged but I guess he's still my minor).
One of the weirdest things for me so far this year is Willie Nelson
I
never would've expected to be listening to Willie on repeat, yet his
album Teatro is the one I keep reaching to load into the stereo.
My partner wasn't impressed at first, saying that his music reminds her of an abusive ex.
Yet yesterday she wrote a post on Facebook saying how it now reminded her of a friend whose death she grieves.
It's a similar connection for me, I think.
My interest in Teatro arose from watching Rich Beato's interview with producer Daniel Lanois.
Around
the time my father died, I spent a lot of time distracting myself by
watching Beato interviews and the one with Lanois is a highlight.
It's
clear that this old slide guitar player has a funky streak,
particularly when describing the importance of getting a good groove in a
song -- such as Peter Gabriel's hit Sledgehammer.
Teatro was only briefly touched on during the interview, but the track caught my interest and I ordered the album.
Now
as I listen to it I find myself imagining it as something I would've
shared with my father and wondering if he might've appreciated Willie's
music.
The other thing I realise while
listening to the music repeatedly and having an emotional experience is
the way it is conditioning me.
A few years ago I
wrote about how an album by The Avalanches had begun moving me to tears
through being the soundtrack of my son leaving home.
I'm
coming to embrace the role of music in sharing these significant
moments in my life and realise how it's creating the kinds of
connections that I once had with music as a younger adult.
Maybe it's my sentimental streak, but I appreciate the opportunity to create a stimulus that produces a physical reaction.
I’m running a series of haiku workshops that will develop a
collaborative project with Naviar Records and result with an exhibition
in Griffith during May
The workshops begin on 27 February and
we’re soliciting Japanese-style short poems (haiku, senryu, renga and
tanka) to be considered for the exhibition.
A
selection of the contributed poems will be shared with the Naviar
community, who respond with music and soundscapes to haiku that are
shared each week.
It’s really exciting to hear how the mood of a
poem informs a piece of music and when I ran a similar project with
Naviar in 2017 we ended up with over five hours of audio that became a
rich soundtrack to the prose and photography.
If you feel like getting involved, join a Zoom workshop in coming weeks and we'll discuss the styles of poetry.
This project began with an exhibition that opened last weekend and I made this short video.
Recently a friend invited me to join a ceremony to acknowledge the transition into a new year
The purpose was to draw energy that hadn't been used in the previous cycle and reclaim its potential in the next one.
There were a number of steps to open new beginnings, as well as steps to show gratitude for the abundance in my life.
I
found it useful as a process of reflection, prompted by a series of
rounds in which an offering of seeds were placed into a fire.
We chose to use chia seed, since there was a large bag of it and this gave a dramatic popping sound in the flames.
The
rounds addressed:
unrealised love,
clarity that wasn't used,
energy for
manifestation,
powers that weren't accessed,
ancestors who passed,
misused potential,
wasted medicine, and then,
calling on energy, and
evoking mother earth.
It was suggested that
journaling on these themes would help to instill these concepts within a
personal context and I was surprised to arrive at a series of words
that begin with "A" since it is the beginning of the alphabet:
aloofness,
ambition,
attention,
allowing,
authority,
ambivalence,
art,
altruism, and
awe.
After the seeds had been given we were encouraged to sit quietly in the Dreamtime, where past and future meet.
There we were told to invite these two tenses to stop rejecting the other, allowing timelessness to reconcile.
Then
we went to bed, where my friend and I had restless nights and it seemed
fitting that calling on energy would have this result.
In the morning there was a final prayer at dawn, along with another process of reflection.
My
friend said it was good to hold this ceremony between the calendar new
year and the beginning of the Year of the Snake as a process of
"shedding skin" to begin anew.
While I am
ambivalent about some of the aspects of adopting ritual practices, there
are benefits in prompting reflection and symbolically releasing one's
history to chart a path forward.