Left my clothes infront of the heater

I want to write about all the great tour times, all the faces we met and everything great that ever happened, but somehow a perpetual stress and anxiety has really taken the wind out of my writing wings.

I feel more like running. Like I have all this excess energy and I'll run until I hit a wall, smash through it. Then run till I meet the next wall. I'll smash a hole through that one too, and then with the next and the next. Until I have smashed many holes. A straight tunnel down the centre of the city and I can look from one end to the other. And then as I look down the tunnel, peoples heads will pop out and look around and back in confusion. I will run. And others will join, and our shoulders will hit the edges and our tunnel will become bigger until.... Like a wave. I think you get the picture. We'll go swimming.

Still haven't seen the ocean on the east coast.

Stress is making me emotionless. Can't deal with other peoples crap at the  moment. Washed my sheets today. Left the heater on and almost burnt the house down. Somehow I really like these photos. Need saving.

Scary Week Ahead

So I've been feeling lately like all my friends are isolated from each other. It'd be great to have a party soon. Some deboarchorous mixing pot of distorted faces. Actually, it would be scary.

Next Wednesday I'm going away to Sydney Fringe Festival for Retinal Damage. Really looking forward to performing it again. It's looking really good. VERY excited to see what people think of it's second re-incarnation. This time around, I'm performing with Miss Maya Ruin, who is lovely, and very talented creative girl. She's behind the reins of the slide projector!

From there Maya and myself part, and I go to Brisbane to performing in Under the Radar Program for Brisbane Festival. I've been developing a new work, Mothlight with my friend Naomi. The new shows got some really nice parts. Exciting. But anyway.. Much travelling soon.. But now, I must work! Thinking of having a slide night tonight but everybody's out of town. Feeling a little isolated........ kinda like my life is Retinal Damage. Maybe my life is Retinal Damage... let me just check.. Ok.. Yes.. It is.


PS. Mothlight is also playing in the Melbourne Fringe Festival in October. This is the most exciting season out of all of them. Melbourne Fringe Rocks and we have the best space for the show EVER!

Photos of late:

Marmalade Toast

Hot marmalade on toast.
Attracts the attention of the birds.
Cut into triangles, sweet and burnt.
...
All the letters I never sent.
Will get-to-you, in there own time.
With unsent letters you don't regret,
You don't even need to write-back.
In the morning broken-down house.
House-mates sleep till well past twelve.
I get up early to burn the toast.
Sorry I can't help with the noise.
I'm walking home, late at night.
Blue spotted stockings keep riding past.
I'm sick of stepping on the snails
so I walk down the centre of the road.
...
A place I'd rather be. Marmalade sweet.
Suck-down cups of tea. Anxiety.

 

Place I'd rather be.

Almost Today

So Close or So

We kept our phones on the whole flight just to see what would happen.

Animal Ears Help

Cures EVERYTHING...

Birthday Girl; Brighter Things