Archive for July 2009

Yawn – Daily Object Writing – August 1

Jul 31st, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Lying between layers of winter doonas, pressing down heavy like a juice squeezer, heavy and warm. Sitting in front of a gas fire warm, sitting in a drying room in a ski chalet warm. Eyes don’t want to recognize the light yet but the heaviness of the covers and the leaden muscles encourage an involuntary [...]



Art Gallery – Daily Object Writing- July31

Jul 30th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Uncategorized

Nameless heads on nameless walls so Don eloquently put it. Oversized canvasses adorn plain walls in varnished memory of the past. Cracked fading desert lake surfaces yellowed with age and smoke and weariness of hanging for so long. But a picture is told not just in the portrait but in the scene behind the scene, [...]



Wisdom Tooth – Daily Object Writing – July 30

Jul 29th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

A small steel finger of ice slivers into my gum, set to numb down, dumb down the pinkness for the rupture that’s about to occur. I’m sitting back looking up to an over head lamp in a slight shade of off white almost yellow. Doctor Danny hangs above me with a crescent moon mask – [...]



Drag Race – daily Writing – July 29

Jul 28th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Sitting on the line, the motor gurgling and choking. Watching the tree of lights red, yellow, yellow, yellow, green. Go! The supercharged engine hammers the air, grunting and straining as tires slip on the gluey substance laid down under the ‘fats’: The tires that are little more than half inflated black balloons finally gain traction. [...]



Income Tax – Daily Writing – July 28

Jul 27th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

You’re all invited to the wedding. Roll up. Roll up. Bring your confetti of dockets and receipts and prepare to shower the happy couple, you and the taxman. Every year you get married. The accountant is your wedding planner. You  make all the arrangements. Collating the guest list of  receipts – allowable deductions who send [...]



Album Update July 27- 8 more sleeps

Jul 26th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Album Updates

A deadline is a useful thing…. Well I have managed to break down some barriers of inertia and now have workable basic tracks for almost all 13 of the tracks onthe ‘olde’ album. Some of these were extracted/ressurected from old programs I have used like Ableton Live and Cubase. These have been succesfully rebirthed and [...]



Magic- Daily Writing – July 27

Jul 26th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

Abracadabra, Shazzam, open sesame. ‘I love peanut butter jelly’. None of which ever worked for me. Magic passwords that is. Rabbits pulled out of hats with big floppy felt ears, cooing doves , tranquil until released. Dispensed from the end of hanging sleeves. How’s it done? Magic! Card games, special tricks, packs loaded with indented [...]



Apology – Daily Writing – July 26

Jul 25th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

A football crowd inside his mind urges the player down the field, his boots hover an inch off the ground, he’s a bullet train with magnetic boots gliding on unseen tracks under the brilliant green astro turf. It seems unthinkable that he will do anything other than score. The ball makes a pinging noise as [...]



Hot dog – Daily Writing- July 25

Jul 24th, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

It always feels good to help, in some way. When I’ve taken wing and flown over the Westgate bridge headed for Altona to aquire that small thing that can only be bought at Bunnings Mega Warehouse homeware discount store – they’re waiting. The sausage sizzle. Almost as soon as the door opens the stagnant car [...]



Elephant- Daily Writing – July 24

Jul 23rd, 2009 | By admin | Category: Daily Writing

In Fawkner park there are trees I refer to as Elephant trees- this is not their proper name- They might be Moreton Bay Figs or something -but I think the way the bark wrinkles and flaps makes them deserve this name. In a nameless shade of dark grey they form an archway as I ride [...]