Reflections post Saltwater at AusAsia

  Image from Walking Borders, courtesy of Scotia Monkivitch “I would also like to remember that while we gather here today to share in a meal over a migrant’s story, another group of people are gathering in front of Lady Cilento Hospital in solidarity with asylum seekers. I carry a red passport from the country… Continue reading Reflections post Saltwater at AusAsia

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saltwater week two day one

We are in the second week of rehearsals. Today, I did a sketchy run with the team - with food - and the new stories - and it was good. I mean it was rusty, but it was good. It was good to hear the words roll out of my mouth, and laughter from my… Continue reading saltwater week two day one

Can I get a bit of cred here?

Today, I want to specifically give a shout-out to what we call Independent artists, and the organisations and personnel that work daily to support and facilitate them. Namely Metro Arts, and Theatre Works, and the wonderful people in their teams. For sharing in the risk by investing in work before others would, and in doing… Continue reading Can I get a bit of cred here?

You are invited to be a part of the next phase of City Shrines: Paper Pinwheel Project. It was something that I had started since late 2011, and I may have shared the ideas with some of you.I started working on this project at SEED festival, making 289 paper pinwheels over a weekend exhibition, having… Continue reading

The Bridge as a Threshold

2 days in, and already I feel like I’ve been in Brisbane for a while now. In fact, there’s a familiarity to this city, as if I’ve lived here before. But I’ve only actually been here once, for three weeks. I am staying at a friend’s place in West End. And so, commuting to the… Continue reading The Bridge as a Threshold

a blog post i couldn’t really write

a little more than a week has passed since i arrived in singapore for the singapore<>brisbane exchange. at the end of the first week, i found myself feeling angry, irritable, and frustrated. i knew i was getting swept back in to this city, and its quirks - the quirks that have had its effects so… Continue reading a blog post i couldn’t really write