Wednesday, 11 September 2013

Blood and Skin

Hers is the face I see when a certain mood moves in. She's moving through me even now. My lady of the various sorrows. 

~ Nick Cave


Wednesday, 4 September 2013

Shapes in Space

I love architecture, that's no secret. But more than the objects themselves (beautiful though they are), it's the negative space ie: the space and shapes around the objects that I love to enjoy most. 

And where space and form meet? It is as though a kiss. 



"How did it happen that their lips came together?... A kiss and all was said."

~ Victor Hugo

Sunday, 1 September 2013

The Company of Wolves



















































“When I saw him look at me with lust, I dropped my eyes but, in glancing away from him, I caught sight of myself in the mirror. And I saw myself, suddenly, as he saw me, my pale face, the way the muscles in my neck stuck out like thin wire. I saw how much that cruel necklace became me. And, for the first time in my innocent and confined life, I sensed in myself a potentiality for corruption that took my breath away.” 

~Angela CarterThe Bloody Chamber

Thursday, 29 August 2013

More is More

This post is dedicated to my twin brother. 

"... So we grew together...two lovely berries moulded on one stem..."


~William Shakespeare, A Midsummer Night's Dream









































"All who would win joy, must share it, happiness was born a twin."

~ Lord Byron

Wednesday, 28 August 2013

Reformatory School Girls

Sydney's Cockatoo Island has a long and illustrious history dating back to the time of first European settlement.

Between 1870-1880, the island was used as an industrial and reformatory school for girls. 



~ Cordelia Beresford, Presence

On a recent trip to the Island, I took a midnight walk and captured a few eerie images of my own.






~ The High Water Mark Original Images. 

Tuesday, 27 August 2013

Paradox of Education

Recently, I've been musing on my own experiences within various educational institutions and reflecting on some of the teachers and teachings I've encountered in my travels. On the back of this contemplation I did some further reading. 

Here's a teaser from an interesting article I read.

The Paradox of Education: A Conversation
Bernhard Poerksen, Humberto R. Maturana
The Journal of Aesthetic Education 40.1 (2006) 25-33

"Immanuel Kant writes in his essay Über Pädagogik that the wide field of education is governed by a fundamental paradox. On the one hand, we want free and self-determined individuals to leave our schools; on the other, we impose a syllabus on the future individuals, force them to attend schools, punish their failures, and persecute their noncompliance. There is, if we follow Kant, an inescapable relationship of tension between the goals and the means of educational efforts: They contradict each other. Would you Agree?"

Here's the link to full article.

The Dog Park

I listened to this song today. 

Sometimes you need a stranger to talk to
Sometimes you need to go to the observatory
Sometimes a movie star’s eyes gets you through the love and the lies
Sometimes you need a stranger to walk with

~ Rufus Wainwright, Sometimes you need. 

And sometimes you need Bill Murray.