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  • The Spaces In Between

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    I was looking for this quote last night when I was thinking about Bill Henson: “The notes I handle no better than many pianists. But the pauses between the notes — ah, that is where the art resides.” — Artur Schnabel, pianist, (1882-1951) I like the idea that art is partly knowing when to leave…

  • Nebulous

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    Well, the Nebulas are up all over the place, & it makes me wonder: how on EARTH do you choose which is the better script out of these movies? 1. The Incredibles, by Brad Bird (Pixar, Nov 2004) 2. The Butterfly Effect, by J. Mackye Gruber and Eric Bress (New Line Cinema, Jan 2004) 3.…

  • Bill Henson @ the Art Gallery of NSW

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    “What is that face, breaking our hearts, but a momentary configuration of molecules taking form and changing form and losing form, as night falls.” — Peter Scheldahl, 1989 There is something fragile in Bill Henson’s art, something that implies loss even as it offers substance. Perhaps it’s the way he works with images of age,…

  • Writing and hunting

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    “Writing is like hunting. There are brutally cold afternoons with nothing in sight, only the wind and your breaking heart. Then the moment when you bag something big. The entire process is beyond intoxicating.” — Kate Braverman

  • Writing and stalking

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    Ok, so I was feeling a little defensive about television this week, but I was STILL managing to rib so-called reality TV, boo, hiss. Television, to sum up my case, can provide the keen viewer with a heck of a lot of valuable story. Television — I may not have said out loud, though I…

  • Update #1: The Bum

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    So someone has given the bum across the road in front of the church a Gameboy. He sat there all morning, pressing Gameboy buttons. I mean, I don’t know if the thing has batteries, but it’s good he has a hobby. Being homeless has got to suck.

  • Drug of a nation, thanks — hold the fries.

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    Everybody’s talking ’bout tv. I love TV. I love narrative and voice and character and journey, and for these reasons, I love TV. If you’re looking for excellent writing on screen, of course there’s wonderful examples in the cinema. But there’s even more numerous examples of good writing on TV. Instantly, I know, some people…

  • Hide in Plain Sight

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    Writing is a funny thing. It’s a performance art where the performance is done in private. It’s a private pursuit that relies to an arguable degree on having a public twin, a persona, if you will, that represents the private world without interfering with it, and grants time enough or space enough or validity, assurance,…

  • Because I was asked

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    I’m not good with lists. Too moody. Too fickle. But because I was asked, here’s a few of my favourite films, in no particular order. (Note: for this particular list, I’ve defined ‘favourite’ as ‘something I can watch again & again & again’, not as ‘best made’ or ‘most insightful/compelling/thought-provoking/personally significant’ — all criteria I…

  • Round & round

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    Many, many years ago, I did a favour for a neighbour and in return he gave me a bottle of red wine. Some time later he was chatting about this boutique vineyard he’d visited and oh, he said, did you like that wine? At this point my then-boyfriend leaned in apologetically & whispered, “Well, we…