|Thursday, September 25th, 2014|
|Monday, January 24th, 2011|
|Friday, July 2nd, 2010|
|Sunday, June 6th, 2010|
Best way to keep myself at my laptop and actually do the uni work that's due: a electric massaging foot bath.
The likelihood of sensual descriptive language sneaking into my dry and bone academic justification for my choice of lesson plans: Quite high.
Other than that, how is everyone?
|Saturday, January 9th, 2010|
|Sunday, September 27th, 2009|
|Tuesday, July 14th, 2009|
|Monday, July 6th, 2009|
Why does wank just find me?http://community.livejournal.com/vintagephoto/4314427.html
Oh god, he who must be named. I feel unclean just seeing his username in my inbox.
EDIT: crypto-Puritan anal retentive shithead pushing a Fascist agenda under the guise of 'morality'.
LOL LOL LOL I LOVE THE SMELL OF PURE BATSHIT IN THE MORNING.
Its wonderful when people just *hand* you the high ground, isnt it? Current Mood: sick
|Friday, June 26th, 2009|
Here’s how it works: Reply to this meme by yelling "Words!" and I will give you five words that remind me of you. Then post them in your LJ and explain what they mean to you.
From the wonderful alisso( wat is a meme sheep daddy?Collapse )
|Monday, May 18th, 2009|
|50 book POC authour challenge
3rd book: Persepolis by Maejane Satrapi
Everyone has read it and if you haven't you should. A wonderful, exquisitely wrought piece on growing up Iranian. It has beautiful evocative illustrations without the uncanny valley of realism.
4th book: Walking the Boundaries by Jackie French, illustrated by Bronwyn Bancroft
I'm being a little cheeky here as Jackie French is a white lady, albeit grown up in the bush. However the illustrator, Bronwyn Bancroft is a descendant of the Bunjalung people of New South Wales. If this book doesn't fit into the criteria of this challenge (as it is a POC authors
challenge) I will be happy to delete it.
It is a beautiful book, time and space. It has that lovely clarity that young adult books sometimes possess and is wonderful moving in an understated way. I do recommend it if only for your own and young person of your acquaintance.
5th Book: Emily Kame Kngwarreye: Utopia: the Genius of Emily Kame Kngwarreye
Exhibition Catalouge. Deatils of the exhibition can be found here:http://www.nma.gov.au/exhibitions/utopia_the_genius_of_emily_kame_kngwarreye/catalogue/
This catalogue was an inclusive look at her history as well as insightful essay that do not get too bogged down in art speak. Also includes a biography, history time line, and pictures of Utopia. Margo Neale's essay is featured here and as I had the very good fortune to her her speak on this exhibition it is well worth the read. great for anyone interested in Indigenous Australian art, contemporary or no as it provides a certain sort of Rosetta stone for anyone uninitiated in a kind of indigenous world view.
|Tuesday, May 12th, 2009|
|Monday, April 27th, 2009|
|50 poc book challenge
Second Book: Stradbroke Dreamtime by Oodgeroo aka Kay Walker
The first half details stories from her childhood, growing up in the traditional Aboriginal manner and the second half is a colllection of Dreamtime stories.
This is primarily a children's book, but do not let that turn you off! There is a beautiful rich imagery to all though this and the simplistic writing only serves to further the wonderful visuals. There is a wistful and loving tone that creates a lovley warmth throughout the entire recollections. It is a a nice gentle introduction to what life was like in her childhood as an aboringine near the bush (for a clueless suburbanite like myself).
I was struck, personally, at how sad most of the Dreamtime stories were. I am of the opionon that one purpose they served was as warnings coded into tales- don't wander off or the bunyip will turn you into a vine- which it a tradition throughout all cultures with active children.
Well worth the read.
|Thursday, April 23rd, 2009|
|50 poc authour book challenge
My 1st book:
The Icarus Girl by Helen Oyeyemi ( Synopsis: (taken straight from Bloomsbury web site)Collapse )
I found it to be a wonderfully magical book. It is, at its core, a meditation on growing up biracial. It reminded me of Pan's labyrinth and Alice in wonderland as much of the fantasy elements had a sinister element to them. The fantastical elements were also used as vehicles for observations on post colonialism and have a wonderful ambiguity as to their concrete nature.
It seems to be out of print so I offer my copy to anyone who is interested because it is a excellent read and I highly recommend it.
|Friday, February 27th, 2009|
|Monday, February 23rd, 2009|
|Sunday, February 22nd, 2009|
1. Reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. List (and upload, if you feel like it) 5 songs that start with that letter.
3. Post them to your journal with these instructions.alivemagdolene
Granted me H
Stroked my shiny new ipod's strangley sexual touchy circle and here they are :D
1.Hairy Trees : Goldfrapp
2.Hall of the Mountain King : Apocalyptica
3.Hand in my Pocket : Alanis Morrisette
4.Hey Bartender : Hed PE
5. Hold On : Limp Bizkit
And a late addition on the note that he has some H's in his name and this song IS THE SEXIEST THING YOU WILL HEAR EVA
Thousand kisses deep, Leonard Cohen, wma format :http://www.sendspace.com/file/tg5w9p
If anyone would like these, let me know and I'll upload posthaste. :D
|Thursday, January 1st, 2009|
HAPPY 2009 EVERYBODY :D
|Thursday, December 25th, 2008|
| MERRY CHRISTMAS TO ALL AND TO ALL A GOOD NIGHT.
|Sunday, November 30th, 2008|
|Noone cares in real life so here I am to tell the internets of my gleamings of REM
I have been having EPIC dreams lately. Srsly, full on travelling time and space ones. They go on forever and I can only remember brief snippets when I wake. Like, standing on a headland at dusk and gazing at the landscapes darkened by the enormous (like tsunami enormous- and my thought was at the time "there would be whole societies on those- you could live your entire life and not know anyone on the lower decks/other ships") oil freighters evenly spaced on the horizon. Or laying on the floor in an apartment, all lovely and brightly light by sunshine, just chilling out. Until I turn over and notice a clay noodle moving like an earthworm and freaked the fuck out
"Holy shit is this a stupid thing to be scared of" I thought as I was dreaming.
|Friday, November 21st, 2008|