Sure.

Got to love a bit of salt in the wound.

Morning haze

I have come to love the mornings where I wake up, half awake and half asleep, in what you could call a sleep haze. For brief moments you can experience the feeling of being anything and everything. And then the cogs of consciousness start turning... back to reality.

Teenage heart -throb gone musician

It's always such a great feeling when you discover that a teenage obsession has actually become a great musician. This moment does not come often, so I'd like to take this opportunity to savour this moment.

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Matt Corby! Yes, he was the teenage heart-throb of Australian Idol and nearly made it on my wall, next to Ewan. And that is saying something... Not many people come close to that honour. With that behind me, he has emerged as a grounded musician-fresh from the UK with an debut album. And of course, supporting Mumford & Sons at the end of June is a great start! I am really regretting not purchasing those tickets now.. He's looking better than ever, and his music is sounding pretty good too...

Also on the music scene, the band Oh Ye Denver Birds have come to my attention! Check out their song "Walls", it reminds me of Grizzly Bear.. but not.

All these music revelations are thanks to the bus this morning being stuck in traffic, due to the drizzly Sydney weather, and tuning into fbi radio. :)

Hault

Sometimes when you're forced to stop
 it all make sense.
     Somehow.

Together Exhibition

A teaser for the up and coming exhibition "Together" for the ARt Tree :)
For the first time I'm going to be framed and on the wall... Slightly nervous, but it will be fun !

Like a duck to water...

I just spilt tea on my duck feather doona... I'm hoping as the saying goes "like water off a duck's back" is applicable here. Sorry duck feathers.

People came and visited me  yesterday afternoon, which was really lovely. I think it was the longest time I'd spent out of bed the whole week! But as a consequence, I have no energy now. I'm really over this being sick thing... Oh well, I am getting better, slowly, so that's the main thing.

I'd also like to make an ode to my dog at the moment... He has been awesome, and deserves a mention. Here is an ode, in picture form :

He has kept me company and kept me warm. Love you Denver !

"This is my first time, be gentle with me"- Stark- Ironman

Mmm.. got to love the taste of ventolin - I admit, I am a first time user. So it keeps hitting my tongue, rather than the back of my throat... still gets down into the airways though. It's nice to be able to breathe! I've literally spent since Monday in bed, I have a lung infection or something. People keep saying to me - "Wow, extra time to write!"- but I haven't had the energy. It's sleep, eat, maybe read... oh, the essential facebook update.. and that's about it. It was quite amusing, last night I had a temperature (not funny at the time!) and I was speaking to myself.. talking about turtles and that I needed to shave my armpits. I thought it was very logical, but on reflection talking to yourself at 1 am in the morning about these things, even if it's me, is slightly concerning.

But never fear! I am slowly getting better. They took my blood today and put it in tobasco bottles. True story. Apparently they put in there with other stuff in it, and whatever grows is what bacteria is in my blood. Kinda creepy, but it would be bad if was accidently put on a table... DELICIOUS!

Anyway, this is where I am at, dear blog.. Let's not think of uni work that needs to be caught up on..

Press Play

1. Wake up by Arcade Fire

2. With Whiskey by Tunng

3. Hope In The Air by Laura Marling

4. Rootless Tree by Damien Rice

5. Banquet by Bloc Party

6. I live with you by Grizzly Bear

7. Easy Chair by Yoav

A Big Autumn Greeting!

Email sent out :)

Time for beanies, scarves and hot chocolates... it must be autumn! Cafes, blankets, crisp mornings and the dread of jumping from carpet to cold tiles.... Due to this change in season, it sprung to mind that I should begin a mailing list – to let you know what's going on in the poetry world! I discovered a new feature in my email account that could hack into facebook and import my facebook contact's details (high tech for me, let me tell you!), so let me know if you'd like to be included/discluded from this list.

Recently, the artist Cade Turner asked me to open his first solo exhibition “Light + Colour + Movement” with a poem at Gallery Red in Glebe. I was really inspired by Cade's work- how he captured movement in a still photograph- and the poem “Shutter” was birthed ! I've attached a copy to this update, I was honoured to have it on the program. If you get a chance, check out his website and look at his amazing photography (viewing them on the computer screen doesn't do them justice!) and then have a read of “Shutter”- I hoped to capture what he did in his photographs. It was also an advancement in a new style- a“visually inclined” poem, very much a response to Marinetti's work. (I'll let you discover Marinetti and the futurist movement on your own.. it's at least another email in itself!)

Coming up with the Art Tree Group is another local exhibition- so stay tuned for further details.

I'm looking forward to the coming months and I hope you enjoy whichever season you find yourself in!

Emily

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Yoav - Yellowbrite Smile

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Loving this song :)

there

to be
there
in a place
of non space or existence

there.

in moments occuring yesterday
and in between.

there.

is where you'll find me.

waiting for
tomorrow's rain,
blessing,
sacrifices.

there not here.
here not there.

time in popcorn packets
ready to go
two minutes to serve.

there.

Call you when the music is through...

So, I've been a plus one twice this week. Well, my next plus one is tomorrow. Interesting concept, "can you be my plus one?" . Addition to make the person look good? It's kind of nice to be asked, but still a bit odd. It's like being given the title of signifcant friend of the opposite sex.

Hopefully seeing Iron man 2 tomorrow. I don't think I'm going to even finish this essay. Due tomorrow.. haven't started. Oh, Em, get yourself together.

All will come together, for what it seems will seem to be.