Wake In Fright

This movie was saved from destruction in Pittsburgh by an archivist and has been remastered. It tells the story of a school teacher in a remote town c 1960s. Reminded me of life in the early days of Katherine and I was shaking when I walked out of there. Just wondering what kind of dreams I will have tonight. Brutal Realism are words that describe it.

Pic taken by my cobbers Canon G10, down town Tuggeranong.

Cat Looks At The King

Todays Painting.

Old Sayings

Aileen (Art Therapist) and I had session today. Before she comes I put a an old jar filled with water on the table for the water colours I use. We had so much stuff on the table today she said " we need water for the painting" I picked up the jar and said "Whats this - a bowl of Goldfish?" She cracked up laughing because she had never heard that one before. Its been in our family for years and is always said when someone is looking for something that is in an obvious place, usually right in front of their face.

Another one my cousin always says when you don't hear what he says " what - your ears painted on?"

My mums way of saying things aren't so bad. "Well its better that getting poked in the eye with a forked stick"

When someone is talking too much you ask them have they been injected with a gramophone needle.

When you want someone to smile you say "Hows your laughing gear".

Annie Franklins Talk

Note the obsession.

http://www.anniefranklin.com/

Yesterday I went to Annies talk. The name of her exhibition is 102 Reasons. It came about because her grandmother who taught her to "pick out the highlights in art and life" died on her 102nd birthday. She was last at Annies exhibition at 100.

This white framed picture is in remembrance of her grandmother. Its at the centre of her exhibition and is the only white framed piece. I respect her because she is aging with grace, she is in touch with her soul and she loves the environment. AMEN!

Micheal Jackson

Already in the big shopping centres are T Shirts with titles of Micheal Jackson songs. It doesn't take long for these mob to mobilise their resources and cash in. I don't know why I was surprised. On the upside I was served a nice peppered chicken by a very respectable Asian fellow.

Annie Franklin - Artist

I was invited to Annies Exhibition tonight. When I walked in I looked at her art and my heart began to glow. This is the first time I had this feeling for art except for my own as it is emerging. Its like seeing my child. Ive only seen Annie once before and we have been corresponding by email since October last year, when I wrote to her asking her to mentor me. Apparently we have the same sensibilities. I had no idea what that meant and had to look it up in the dictionary. Id have to agree after seeing her work tonight. Surprisingly, Bryce Courtney opened the Exhibition which consisted of photos by Bob Brown (Leader of the Greens - I didn't know who he was) and Annies work. I knew I was going to buy something and I already arranged for a payment plan with Annie before I went there. But it was frustrating not knowing what I had to do to buy a painting so I staggered over to the barman and told him I was an art virgin and wanted to buy something and didn't know what to do. He went off and got someone to come and help me and introduced me to this woman by saying "this lady is new to buying art, please be gentle with her" It was so funny. Well maybe you had to be there. So here is the pic of this tiny and lovely solar print. If you explode it you will see two tiny figures on the left hand side sitting out in the garden.

Put Your Money Where Your Mouth Is

Yesterday a man at work had a heart attack after pushing one of his co workers car. That's the sort of person he is. Hes an EL2 and the guy who owned the car is an APS3. Thats what I like the most about this man. He was a chronic smoker until 2 months ago and had put on weight recently as a result of that. He as a really really stressful job. Hes going to be ok.

2 things

• No one called an Ambulance, they called his partner to come and get him.


• The attitudes today at work is "doctors are trying to frighten him by saying 15 minutes more and the outcome would not be good" This is the male view.

I firmly believe that prolonged stress is a killer. In the meantime you live a retched life, usually harnessed in a chronic disease of some sort. I have lived like this for 10 years. Fortunately, I now can manage stress. However today I was feeling very secondhand at work. Someone asked me was I ok and I said yeah, I'm having a hot flush, but realised after 1/2 hour it had not stopped. There were work pressures and I found myself tossing up weather I should go home or not. Then it occurred to me (and yesterdays scene come to mind) I am more important than some training lab that needs computers and I went home.

This is a little prezzy I am hoping he will hang off his door as a get well soon message.

-4.5 Degrees

This is what winter looks like in the heart of the nation. I love the foggy light. Tomorrow its expected to be colder and I am planning to be up at 6 to get some awesome shots

RUM

"Even a cow would fight on a gut full of Rum" Robert Scott

"You know the Poms used to issue a pint of Rum before the sailors when into battle with the Armada, they would be that pissed that fight real good...........until a big wog come and cut your leg of anyway.." Robert Scott

These statements were in my early morning chat with dad this morning. Laugh!

Mum

Today is my mums anniversary of her going home to Godde. I got a text message early morning from my friend Leigh, wishing me a good day and telling me how much she enjoys school holidays with her 6 kids. I wondered to myself is she making my day because of mums anniversary or is this just coincidence? Either way I am grateful for her communications as we keep in touch mainly by blogging.

But it threw me as I was thinking so much on her that I forgot to brush my hair before I went to work and the whole day was jumble bumle (sorta like now where I meant to write jumble jumble).

So thank you Leigh for contacting me. I am touched.

And this year is the first year my dad rang me and acknowledged that its been 14 years. Usually I ring him and he goes "mmmm" so I think its a sign that he is coming to terms.

This picture is of mum at about 3 years old. Shy little lady............