Corners. Castray Esplanade, Hobart waterfront. October 2012. I like looking up while standing at the corners of buildings. What can I say? Poetry , Marianne Moore I, too, dislike it: there are things that are important beyond all this fiddle. Reading it, however, with a perfect contempt for it, one discovers in it after all, a place for the genuine. Hands that can grasp, eyes that can dilate, hair that can rise if it must, these things are important not because a high-sounding interpretation can be put upon them but because they are useful. When they become so derivative as to become unintelligible, the same thing may be said for all of us, that we do not admire what we cannot understand: the bat holding on upside down or in quest of something to eat, elephants pushing, a wild horse taking a roll, a tireless wolf under a tree, the immovable critic twitching his skin like a horse that feels a flea, the base- ball fan, the statistician-- nor is it valid to
Achene. Front yard, Marieville Esplanade, Sandy Bay. September 2012. Three books this week, well, two plays and one Regency romance (written in 1944) to be precise... The Caretaker , Harold Pinter: A play in three acts, largely a psychological study of lonliness, power, allegiance, innocence and corruption. Set in a dingy room with a cast no larger than two brothers and a tramp, this is quite a claustrophobic treat. B+ . An Inspector Calls , J.B. Priestley: Another three-act drama, this time set in 1912. A wealthy middle-class family receives a visit by a mysterious fellow calling himself Inspector Goole, who interrogates the family about the suicide of a young working-class woman. Essentially a scathing critique of the hypocrisies of Edwardian society and a premonition of the inevitable Socialist future. Striking. B+ . Friday's Child , Georgette Heyer: Incredibly silly romance featuring a cast of oddball characters and improbable set pieces. Although some of the tone jars
There's no mystery. Kirksway Place, Sandy Bay/ Battery Point/Hobart border. October 2012. Theme Thursday already and today we are talking CEMETERIES. CEMETERIES, you say? CEMETERIES. A place where the dead are buried. Especially a place that is not attached to a church. Hmmmmm. There must be a few of those place around. CEMETERIES. In Spring. CEMETERIES. Depressing. Some people like CEMETERIES. Some people like being whipped while jack russell terriers lick whipped cream from their pierced nipples. It takes all sorts.
Petroleum tanks. Selfs Point, Cornelian Bay. October 2012. More questions sourced from all over the World! I always welcome more though! Have you ever been with someone, said nothing, and walked away feeling like you just had the best conversation ever? No. That doesn’t make a lot of sense to me. I do understand the concept of having established a ‘connection’ with someone even if you have not conversed though. If you just won a million dollars, would you quit your job? Absolutely. What is it like to wake up every morning and pretend that you aren’t dying? I don’t know, what is it like? I understand that every day spent living is also a day spent dying. Do you believe in the death penalty? What if someone murdered your mother in cold blood? No. For a few reasons. 1) I think that capital punishment is rooted in a fundamentally illogical premise (at least that for murder). The notion of placing murder on a special footing of ‘wrongness’ only to punish with the very same ‘
Pigeons of Hobart (public art), Campbell Street, Hobart. May 2012. As you know, the Internet is a wonderful place filled with the rich and varied treasures of the world holds (and RSS feeds.) The following are some things that I've had a look at in the last week. I call this: a Compendium of Click-throughs for Monday Morning... The most creative stacking of firewood that you'll see all week! Really interesting stuff about humans, our brains and evolutionary principles . I do like the reminder about the sheep being a more efficient ‘power animal’ than Usain Bolt… The BBC tracks the slow spread of Vegemite ... Ein deutscher Mann tut seinen Hintern . Two millennia of Western philosophy in comic form.
Beach life. Howrah Beach, Hobart. October 2012. My Top Five Things I've Been Trying That You Really Need To Start Doing for Yourself! Be honest with yourself. What is right for you? What needs to be changed? Be honest about with every aspect of your life. Once you do, you will have a better understanding of where you are and how you got there, and you will be better able to identify where you want to go and how to get there. Learn the lessons your mistakes can teach. Mistakes are natural. If you’re not failing, you’re not trying and you can’t be learning. Start enjoying the things you have. The problem for many is ‘happiness’ seems to be the next few steps away. They spend a lot of time thinking about how great it will be once they ‘get there’. Yet when they get there, it’s more than likely that they’ll have a new destination in mind. The trap is that you spend your whole life working toward something without ever stopping to enjoy the things you have. Don’t make th