Last Weeks Warrnambool Trip

At the opening of Come on the Scene, Warrnambool with the very special Carly Preston (in the middle) and the darling Trevor Flinn.

Me in my latest opshop find in Colac - half price day - perfect therapy for calming nerves after a car accident.

Hmmmm - I wonder why I have one hand in my pocket - what am I trying to hide? It seems that I haven't given up hope of pretending that my bottom isn't really that big!



Here are some more special people that I caught up with in Warrnambool for a quick breakfast. Again life arriving to me in my thirties in little snatches of wonder.
This is Kel who I spent many leisurely hours enjoying life while we were meant to be at Uni - what a great time before mobile phones, ipods and the internet thing... In fact we were living in caves around smokey camp fires and scratching our bellies - how did my bottom get so big without a computer for so long in my life?

Come on the Scene

Arrived back today from three lovely days in Warrnambool - very tired.

Working on the install and opening of a project I have been working on for YONKS, called Come on the Scene.

Most works fell into place - aside from a few IT hic ups.

The four hour treck to Warrnambool, from Bendigo, started with a tragic accident - hitting a kangaroo in my hire car - terrible and stressful - in beautiful golden morning sunlight.

Come on the Scene grew out of my producing with Next Wave and in collaboration with a bright man called Jeff Khan. And the five wonderful artists involved - who I hope I have the opportunity to work with again.

The drive for this show was making regional contemporary art present and known. Tired now of all the process - now to let it out there and await response.

I will post my essay for the catalogue and images in the coming days.