I do love it when an excellent book lands in my lap at exactly the right time. I read some excerpts of Judith Lucy's latest book, Turns Out, I'm Fine, from the Book Bar on the weekend. The snippets were so good I dashed off the library on Monday to borrow it in order to
It was so much fun taking my Book Bar out for the first time this weekend to the Queenscliffe Literary Festival. I rolled around the streets reading book exerpts to people (and the occasional song). It's so exciting when I make a new project and it works beautifully. I met the loveliest people, had great
You can sit around waiting for inspiration to strike, or you can look a song straight in the eye and work on it. I quite enjoyed the word association exercise I did this week and it resulted in a song. In the end I didn't use a lot of the words on the list, but
Time for a new book on the bedside table. What to choose from the hundreds on my shelves and in stacks around the house? Which world shall I pop into via the portal of the page?
I'm not at all consistent in writing a journal but I do it most days. The process is really quite helpful for tidying the mess in my head.
It feels luxurious to be required to read a novel for work. The Dictionary of Lost Words is a rather fabulous story of a fiesty young Victorian lady with a penchant for women's words. It is on the list for my new street performance project combing literature and libations.
I read this beautiful Mary Oliver poem on the back of the toilet door at a friend's place today. It was such a lovely pause in the middle of an excellent conversation. Like a beautiful vista glimpsed through the window of a gorgeous room. SUMMER STORY - Mary Oliver When the hummingbirdsinks its faceinto the
Old fonts and new fonts, they're not so far apart. Not much has changed since the 1800s. I had a wonderful discussion with the printer at Sovereign Hill today about fonts and printing. Sparks are now pinging around my brain with design and printing ideas. But I am definitely not getting a printing press. No
The precision and feel of a freshly sharpened pencil. It makes writing so attractive.
Sometimes you take a photo and it's not until you look at it later that a little detail reveals itself. In person you didn't notice it, but there it is quietly sitting at the edge of the frame waiting until you see.
