Thursday, May 26, 2016

New mattress and base finally!

I've had this head and chest cold for the past ten days or so, as well as coping with bed springs sticking in my ribs and hips, so I spent time looking at new mattresses at various establishments around my area. Finally I found a mattress and base within my price range that was comfortable. I never endorse products but in this case would like to highly recommend BEDDING WORLD in Glenferrie Road, Hawthorn (470 Whitehorse Road, Mitcham, 98740884) and in particular John, the Director of the company who was most informative and generous with his time. He delivered my new bed and base free of charge and with such graciousness. Thanks also to my friends Dave and Kalarin who removed my thirty year old base and eleven year old mattress from my bedroom into the street so it can be picked up and disposed of by the local council. They were rewarded for their fine effort with Minestrone soup and garlic bread and Apple Strudel and whipped cream for afters.
It's 10C degrees as I write this. It's now 5.05 am and I have the heater on. For those interested, the novel I'm writing is sitting at around 61,000 words and I've overcome the 'I hate it' stage'. I can say that I'm almost used to the voice in the writing and I was pleased that the short piece that I read to Leonie Osowski last Friday when she came for dinner elicited emotion, and isn't that what writing is intended to do? OK, I hope to write something more substantial on the blog soon. Its been so terribly neglected. Love to you all.

Wednesday, May 18, 2016

SUCCULENTS Drawings currently on show at Preview International Fabrics


I am currently showing six Prismacolor pencil drawings on Waterford 200 gsm paper at Preview International Fabrics in the Richmond Plaza (near corner of Church Street and Bridge Road). Opened 10 am to 5pm most days of the week. The drawings, entitled SUCCULENTS are shown above on the two walls.
Made with soft wax, Prismacolor (North America) pencils encompass a range of vivid colors that allowed me to express the way I felt about the simple elegance and structure of these ornamental plants.
The three framed drawings were included in an exhibition held at the Neighbourhood Justice Centre in Collingwood, which ran from October 2015 to March 2016 and was curated by Janelle Johnstone. This is the first time the unframed drawings (on mountboard) have been shown.

All drawings are now available for sale.
Framed drawings: $180.00 each
Unframed drawings on mountboard: $140.00 each





Sunday, May 8, 2016

FRANCIS OSOWSKI DIED

It is with heavy heart that I advise readers that Francis Osowski (the other half of FnL, Leonie Osowsky) died peacefully and pain free in the Palliative Care Unit of the Royal Melbourne Hospital at 8pm last night. I visited Frank in hospital on Thursday morning and read from some of Elizabeth Barrett Browning's poems, which he appeared to enjoy. I feel content to have been able to do that as we were friends for many years. Frank was born in Germany in 1947 and emigrated to Australia in the 1960s. He was a computer programmer before spending much of his time in the past two decades making unique artworks with his wife Leonie. Unfortunately he did not finish his translation of numerous works of Heidegger. You may find some of my commentary about the artworks of FnL at this link

Monday, April 25, 2016

St. Kilda Beach

Even though my birthday was on Friday I celebrated it on Saturday with scones and cake and lovely company. But yesterday I went to St. Kilda beach because I had a yearning to see water. I ate at Tommy Tucker's in Acland Street before I headed down to the sand and on the way ran into the lovely Elenor Poppa and her daughter. I hadn't seen them for ages. Anyway here's a photo I took of Brooks Jetty. Not entirely sure what I'll be doing on Anzac day, but I've already thought of my grandfather Charles Winter Clarke and my father David Clarke who were in WW1 and WW2 respectively. War's a bitch and looking at the world as it is, it seems that war is going to be part of our psyche for at least the next hundred years.


Thursday, April 21, 2016

This and that

I saw an amazing Hungarian film at Cinema Nova in Carlton last week called Son of Saul. It was intense and almost claustrophobic in the way it was filmed. Warning, the film contains graphic representations of Auschwitz and the fact that most of these images were in the background and blurred made them none the less compelling. I'm still editing my novel and not liking it any more than I did a few weeks back. It may never see the light of day. I went to The Essential Ingredient in Prahran today to purchase some Muscovado sugar for the birthday cake I'm making on Saturday and on my way I dropped into the Market Gallery, 205 Commercial Road and saw some incredible photo-realistic oil paintings by a female artist called Eve (sorry, can't remember her surname). Go and have a look if you are down that way. Had my yearly fluvax this morning, my left arm is sore and I'm not feeling on top of my game. It's raining and tomorrow it's my birthday so I'm hoping it's a reasonably nice day. I'll begin by going to the gymnasium and having a morning coffee. Cross fingers that I'm not too sick. Best to everyone who follows this blog.

Thursday, April 7, 2016

The past week

I saw 200 Years of Australian Fashion at the NGV Federation Square last week and couldn't believe that an Alannah Hill dress I wore circa 1997 was one of the dresses displayed. It was sheer with a raised flocking design. The exhibition is extensive and worth the entry fee. Afterwards I saw Susan Norrie: Fieldwork an exhibition of large screen videos at The Ian Potter Museum of Art at Melbourne Uni,  and stayed for a while to hear her talk. My preference was the misty landscapes in the right hand gallery space on the ground floor. My afternoon was complete when I ran into and had a good long talk with Francesco Vitalli, who I hadn't seen for ages.
I've spent most of the week writing and editing my novel. As I said, I currently have a love/hate relationship with it and I'm doing my usual walking, sweeping, cleaning, washing and gym work.
I'm presently at the Richmond Library, but I'm heading off to see an exhibition at Margaret Lawrence Gallery and to hear Peter Tindall and Fiona McDonald talk at VCA about their work.
The sun's out, I've booked in to have my yearly flu vaccine next Friday. More reportage sometime next week. Until then, happy Thursday.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Whatever

Even though I purchased a 'catch and release' unit so that I don't have to kill any mice, I've been unable to catch one even though I saw one running near the wall in my lounge-room last night. Beady-eyed little rodents!
I've written just over 57,000 words (138 pages) of my novel and have ambivalent feelings about it. Perhaps that's usual. I'll keep plodding on.
I had a busy, but lovely Easter and yesterday went to the Kino Cinema and saw Eye in the Sky (Gavin Hood, 2015). It has echoes of American Sniper (Clint Eastwood, 2014) in that both films address ethical issues surrounding 'collateral damage' resulting from American attempts to destroy terrorists. Both are excellent films.

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

'If you're happy and you know it...

Last week I put down a cockroach trap and caught a baby mouse, which I threw outside. However, I've now discovered that there's a much larger mother mouse and two more baby mice hiding behind the stove in my unit. I don't want to kill them, but they are beginning to annoy me with their sudden appearances and swift racing across the carpet, which startles me out of my writing stupor. Meanwhile, I've logged up nearly 56,000 words of this bloody novel, which I'm beginning to loathe. Everything one does these days appears insignificant compared to atrocities occurring in the world. After the initial shock of seeing such things on television we become desensitized, or, if not callous, then we immediately adapt to seeing acts of terrorism. I'm writing this on a computer in the Richmond Library and talking about terrorism appears bizarre because just behind me are mothers and their children sitting cross-legged on the floor singing 'if you're happy and you know it clap your hands'! Will keep you posted, this mood will surely lift because it's almost Easter.