An artist cannot speak about his art any more than a plant can discuss horticulture.

Spindly dongers (at least that's what Henry calls them) on trees. Royal Botanical Gardens, Hobart. April 2012.

In the absence of another reader contribution (reader?), I am back to stealing from Sunday Stealing this week. Thus, I present to you Part Two of the Semi Charmed Meme

21. A better name for me would be: something German. Jürgen Grüßer or some such.

22. I have a hard time understanding: why people don’t ask more questions.

23. If I ever go back to school, I’d: enjoy myself more than the first few runs at it.

24. You know I like you if: you see me again.

25. If I ever won an award, the first person I’d thank would be: my lovely wife and children.

26. If I could bring back a TV show for a reunion it would be: Deadwood.

27. Take my advice, never: think that merit on its own will get you anywhere.

28. My ideal breakfast is: porridge with fresh raspberries.

29. A song I love, but do not own is: I honestly cannot think of one. If I ‘love’ a song, I must possess it!

30. If you visit my hometown, I'd suggest: keeping your preconceptions and prejudices to yourself and just try to enjoy yourself.

31. If I could meet a couple of my blog buddies, I'd include: anyone who wanted to be included!

32. Why won’t people: stop being so bloody selfish all the time?

33. If you spend the night at my house: I expect you to be very quiet after 8 pm.

34. I’d stop everything for: a chance of peace and quiet.

35. The world could do without: people always hatin’ on each other.

36. The last time I got drunk I: couldn’t get up the stairs.

37. My favourite blonde is: a brunette!

38. Paper clips are more useful than: spinal meningitis.

39. If I do anything well, it’s: likely to go by unremarked upon.

40. And by the way: I have a headache and am in a bit of a shitty mood, so the answers might be skewed a little bit.

Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it...

I still have the robot on the job. Here you can see the Tasmanian Museum and Art Gallery . And here is a poem: Soliloquy for One Dead Bruce Dawe Ah, no, Joe, you never knew the whole of it, the whistling which is only the wind in the chimney's smoking belly, the footsteps on the muddy path that are always somebody else's. I think of your limbs down there, softly becoming mineral, the life of grasses, and the old love of you thrusts the tears up into my eyes, with the family aware and looking everywhere else. Sometimes when summer is over the land, when the heat quickens the deaf timbers, and birds are thick in the plumbs again, my heart sickens, Joe, calling for the water of your voice and the gone agony of your nearness. I try hard to forget, saying: If God wills, it must be so, because of His goodness, because- but the grasshopper memory leaps in the long thicket, knowing no ease. Ah, Joe, you never knew the whole of it... I like Bruce Dawe. He just my be my favourite Austral

Zeal, n. A certain nervous disorder afflicting the young and inexperienced. A passion that goeth before a sprawl.

Here I have tried my hand at the homemade sepia-toned photo. I wasn’t happy with the way that the sun had washed out some of the colours in the original, so had a bit of a fiddle because I like the look on Henry’s face, and didn’t want to pass on posting it. I have a tip for those of you burdened with the great, unceasing weight of parenthood. I have a new recipe, in the vein of the quick microwaved chocolate cake . Get this, microwaved potato chips . I gave them a run on Sunday, Henry liked the so much I did it again last night. Tonight, I shall be experimenting with sweet potato. I think that the ground is open for me to exploit opportunities in the swede, turnip, carrot and maybe even explore in the area of pumpkins. Radical, I know. I’m a boundary-pusher by nature. It's pretty simple, take the potato. Slice it thinly (it doesn't have to be too thin, but thin enough). Lay the slices on the microwave plate, whack a bit of salt over the top and nuke the buggers for five minut

This will hurt me...

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