This will hurt me...

Cat. Theatre Royal car park, Campbell Street, Hobart. September 2013. Sunday Book Club? That's right, SUNDAY Book Club! Great Granny Webster , Caroline Blackwood: What an odd little book. Essentially a psychological analysis of how one person (in this case the obdurate matriarch of a clan) can inflict emotional damage across generations. The titular Great Granny is stuck in the "correctness" of her own Victorian youth. Her daughter is driven mad and talks to the fairies. Her granddaughter parties all night, smokes all day, and parties obsessively. She also constantly attempts suicide. Deceptively concise, this one is a sleeper. Recommended. B . Strangers on the 16:02 , Priya Basil: A short novel, this reads more like synopsis for a new novel than a complete work. Painted in broad strokes, it does a reasonable job in constructing three very different characters, reaching a climax between the three, then it ends. Frustrating. C- . I, Claudius , Robert Graves: R...

Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. 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... On why it is good to be wrong. The Cross-Cultural Manufacturing of Beauty. The beam is 15 kilometres high. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. When New Yorkers Lived Knee-Deep in Trash. A Billion-Pixel View of Mars From Curiosity Rover. The base of the beam. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. The 10 Dumbest Things Ever Said About Same-Sex Marriage. The Ruins of Nan Madol. Directly below the beam, looking up. Ryoji Ikeda's Spectra light tower. Dark MOFO, Cenotaph, Hobart. June 2013. Why arts and science are better together. ...

Shouting giraffe. Howrah bike path, Howrah. November 2012. We're off to some long forgotten beach today to test the fellas out with yet another treck around some cliffs. Ezra doesn't know it yet, but I'm preparing him for a couple of decent hikes in January up and down some of Tasmania's finest East Coast National Parks ... Meanwhile, enjoy a poem. To Friends behind a Frontier , Tomas Transtromer I I wrote so meagrely to you. But what I couldn't write swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airship and drifted away at last through the night sky. II The letter is now at the censor's. He lights his lamp. In the glare my words fly up like monkeys on a grille, rattle it, become still, and bare their teeth. III Read between the lines. We'll meet in 200 years when the microphones in the hotel's walls are forgotten and can at last sleep, become trilobites.

Angel. Kirksway Place, Battery Point. November 2012. Christ I've been busy today...

Self portrait?

Someone has been busy. The laneway off Murray Street, Hobart. May 2012. Sunday you say? A top five you're after? Okay. After this picture. Can you make out the name? The laneway off Murray Street, Hobart. May 2012. Continuing on the graffiti theme, how about My Top Five Bits Of Graffiti Public Art Displays Spotted Out And About In Hobart! More of the same. Words on a wall. The state of the nation. Knitting terrorists. A creative use of the locale.

Art. Clarke Avenue, Battery Point. June 2012. Wordless Wednesday.

Public art or graffiti? Does it matter? In the lane-way off 99 Bathurst Street, Hobart. May 2012. Here's a book review. The Battle for History: Re-fighting World War II , essentially an extended literature review on the subject by British military historian John Keegan. Give that well over half a century has passed since the end of World War II; it strikes many as surprising that historians are still struggling to define it. I’m not sure why people are all that surprised, given the infinite angles and interpretations that can be applied to the events of the period (especially when one considers the ways in which the world was irrevocably altered). In assessing the general histories, Keegan manages to illustrate the extent to which our past – including how we think about it, interpret it and define it – dictates our present. Each chapter covers separate approaches to the topic, including overall histories of the war, biographies, distinct campaigns, the intelligence war, logis...

Statue or public art, who can tell? Clarke Avenue, Battery Point. June 2012. Theme Thursday ? ALL GOOD THINGS... ...come to those who wait. I do believe that this is the latest I've ever had a 'morning' post come up. Six and a half hours late? You can probably tell how my day has gone...

There is some halfway decent grafitti about town, you just have to know where to look. The lane-way just off Murray Street out by Centrepoint. May 2012. Tuesday means questions and answers, this week back to thieving from Sunday Stealing with The Imaginary Meme, Part One ! 1. Have you ever peed your pants as an adult? Not that I am aware of. 2. Who do you have a celebrity crush on now? I am not certain that I even know any relevant celebrities at the moment. I will be frank and say that celebrity status in itself is a bit of a turn off. 3. Would you date someone you met online? Only if my wife said that it was okay. 4. Do you wear underwear always? Not always. I like to hang free every now and again. 5. Do you hate yourself at times? Never hate. Occasionally I don’t fully approve of myself. 7. Do you like dirty movies? It really depends on the quality of the acting… 8. Could you believe Josha Ledet was voted off Idol? Who what now? 9. When was the last time t...

Now, who's a silly boy then?

For some reason this makes me think of The Beatles in A Hard Day's Night . I don't know why.