It’s the second day of 38 degrees and everyone is tired from the first week back at school. Hot, sweaty and tired, we tootled off to a delightful gig lead by one of my favourite musicians, Melbourne guitarist Jon Delaney. Gypsy jazz and jazzy Beach Boys played beautifully in a wonderful room. The small people… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #253: Going out with my small people
Geoff and I added this song to our list today for a new project we’re cooking up. I love the underlying train rhythm that keeps it gently moving while the lyrics conjure up images of everyday life. It’s a beautiful film clip too, worth watching right to the end for two hands that meet.
“Perfection is achieved, not when there is nothing more to add, but when there is nothing left to take away.”“Il semble que la perfection soit atteinte non quand il n’y a plus rien à ajouter, mais quand il n’y a plus rien à retrancher.”Wisdom from Antoine de Saint-Exupery in his memoir Terre des Hommes (Wind,… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #251: Antoine de Saint-Exupery
Banksia plants are terribly interesting, from the dark green of their upper leaves, to the soft pale green of the underside, their knobbly trunks and intricate, large flowers. For such a spiky looking tree, the inner part of the flower stalk is remarkably soft like velvet. I spotted a coastal banksia recently with curious lumps… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #250: Big Bad Banksia Men
The last of three trips of things from under the old house had a trailer filled with furniture, a large bag of rubbish and some cinder blocks. We didn’t need to unpack, just to take the trailer off the car so I can nip off to work tomorrow. Thinking (foolishly) that it was balanced, I… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #249: Trailer Acrobatics
Sunshine, sand and smiles.Fish & Chips and icecream.Reading, eating, wandering.Kids, friends and seagulls.Sand, surf and sleeping in.
I’m always curious to find out how real people are. Especially famous people. It’s hard to tell if they’re putting on a show or if the show is genuine. This question accompanied me on my drive to Melbourne this morning to meet Amanda Palmer at a workshop for artists. How would she be in real… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #247: Meeting Real People
Cruising the highway on a long weekend requires some funky music. My 14 year old took it upon himself to select the music for today’s cruise to the beach and we ended up with two hours of Stevie Wonder. It is excellent driving music – funky, interesting, happy and energetic. I think I need to… Continue reading Happiness as Anarchy #246: Stevie Wonder on the road
Spotted while strolling down a quiet St Kilda street, a group of lorikeets were having an absolute ball playing in the tall fountain in the middle of the roundabout. They were making quite a ruckus but it was such a joyful sound as they took it in turns to play in the water.
Shape, form, colour. The purple vinyl 1960s armchair has everything going for it. And comfortable to boot. I predict a glass of wine will be imbibed whilst reclining in one of these a little later on.