In November there is an exhibition for Art, Craft and Design students at the Long Gallery in Salamanca Place. Before Mum was diagnosed with lung cancer I was excited about this exhibition and had some vague notions of making some quiet pieces,some simple forms that just were themselves and arranging them as a still life.
Now I am not so sure. My foundations have been rocked and I feel like I am slipping away from myself.
It has been a few years since I have flown out of Tasmania and because I live surrounded by so much natural beauty I tend to forget how ugly cities are.
When I flew into Melbourne with Mum, as we approached the city I noticed that nearly everything was square. Square fields, Square dams, Square houses on Square blocks of land. I dont particularly care much for squares.
The red tiled roofs of the houses reminded me of a bad rash on the face of a beautiful woman.
I have thought of starting a new blog. A new blog where I can just blurt out the shit that is inside my head. But I really cant be bothered and I just dont have the time. Mum reads this blog so how can I write about how much her cancer is upsetting me, without upsetting Mum as well? If I cant write about what is in my head what is the point of writing at all.
It is not really the cancer that upsets me because I reckon that we can beat that. It is the thought of life without my Mother that has rattled me. I really feel like I am swiiming through treacle and I am so pleased that I have finished drinking.
I have always been upset by the sight of dead wildlife on the side of the road, not overly upset at the fact that they were dead but more upset by the waste, a waste of their life as well as a waste of food. Now I find that I want to photograph the roadkill and I want to document the callousness of a society that leaves an animal lying dead in the middle of the road.
I think that for the exhibition I will cast some shells and cover them in graffiti and that will be my simple statement about what we do to beauty.
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what ever makes you feel better KImme..
good idea on art project..
thinking of you..
take care..
hugs
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So I shall be on the lookout for good graffiti for you to photograph then.
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I’m sorry you feel so sad at the moment.
If you don’t have the energy to start up a new blog, maybe you could keep an old-fashioned paper journal. I don’t use mine as often as I should, but sometimes it’s really nice to curl up in bed and write on actual paper with an actual pen! You can get really beautiful journals and notebooks, throw in a ‘special’ pen and away you go!
Every now and then I miss my blog. Sometimes I’m bursting with something to say, and I wish I hadn’t stopped blogging. Then it passes!
Hang in there. I hope your project brings you some comfort and takes your mind off things for a while.
Grab an axe and chop down the nearest telephone pole.
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I, too, have thought of starting another blog. It’s not that my family reads my current blog, but sometimes there are things in my head that might offend my current readers, or make them realize I’m just a little off. We all need a “place” to put those thoughts, for the benefit of getting them out of our heads.
I love your idea for the art project. I think too many people are caught up in materialism and consumerism and don’t realize that we’re destroying our natural beauty.
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we could swap blogs!
take care of yourself!
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Wishing you the best, Kim. I’ve let all the children start their own blogs and have trouble keeping up with just my one. I tried doing another blog but then figured out no one ever came to look at it… sad.
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It’s sad, isn’t it, to see the poor critters out there? Our town has decided that they can’t afford to send out clean-up crews any longer, so it is up to the person closest and most offended to clean it up.
I’m tired of clearing the road of the possums and raccoons that were just trying to make it across the road. The road we put there. But I will still do it.
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I don’t know what to say … thinking of your Mum , and I agree on the senseless waste of life and leaving animals to suffer if not dead.
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Hugs Kim,
It’s hard, what you are dealing with and I haven’t got any words but I wish I could take away the pain.
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I’m glad I went reading through your archives, I found the lemonade scone recipe and the christmas pudding one too. I’ll try them both when I have more time available. I even found the point where I started to leave comments and you wondered where my blog was………..
Hope you feel better soon.
Oh sweetie I understand. I understand it all…
Hugs my lovely.
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