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Colours like Compounded Evening Dust

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It is not as if this swathe of flowers, or might that collective be a swoon of roses, glimpsed through a doorway, is not enough in itself to give one pause, but there is something else here- the grainy light, the sense of dusk and shadows merging, the setting sun’s surge of colour that this early morning tableau

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Bart Brassica’s Dualistic Identity Crisis In Mint Conditions

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Taking the lazy-fair option and planting mint last summer, Bart Brassica’s crop went way past the Julep line into something of a jungle, or as Bart has it a Jungian crisis, the mint is now so far above Bart’s head that his disorientation - and his sense of direction has never been good, using only North and South

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Brassica Browsing or Alpine Art Raked Over

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Bart Brassica has been going through back issues of Artforum, or more precisely, the back pages where for years the Swiss gallerist Bruno Bischofberger has been running ads featuring Alpine volk at work and play. No stranger to manure management himself, he’s impressed with Frank Winkler’s recent Bovung muck raking and wonders whether Winkler might have taken up

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The Shelf-LIfe of Poets in Prussian Blue

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For quite some time I’ve been taking classic photos of classic writers, and making a study of them in Prussian Blue, and in my recent revivification of my studio walls, set some of these up on the book shelves, so instead of me reading them, they survey me, and in doing so, catch something of the outside world,

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On Boughs Too Light- Celebrating Capability in Small Spaces

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On Boughs Too Light- Celebrating Capability in Small Spaces Image

There is a short poem, by Victor Hugo, sung as a round, ‘Be like the bird pausing in her flight awhile on boughs too slight, feels them give way beneath her, and sings, knowing she has wings.’, which is what I imagine this bird, so elegantly alight here, might do, or just as well, I might imagine her

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Bart Brassica’s Virtual Visit to Chateau de Muzat

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While Farmer Bart Brassica, always curiously inconsistent, eschews literature per se, he says he is an ardent admirer of Rainer Rilke and the Duino Elegies, though he has not got as far as actually reading the Elegies, but has proffered this photo to Mavis Eggwhistle as evidence that his mysterious absence was due to waiting outside Chatueau de

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Blue Brow, High Brow and Quilted Moustache

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Like a smile stitched in string on a hessian bag, there is a flocullant boil to this Prussian and cobalt mix of drops dragged and salted, puddled and feathered into something more blue brow than high brow, more cumulously dreamy than cloudy. Why, like narrative, do faces insinuate themselves into abstract fields? Long may the quilted moustache reign. Like

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Marvelling : Reduction of all that’s made to a Green Ball in a Green Glade

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Dining in House- Alyurr - the Mardi Gras Grasshopper

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A photo of this picky eater, Petasida ephippigera, or Alyurr of Arnhemland, who eats and lives on one plant Pityrodia, arrived from a friend , who knew how charmed I would be with this grasshopper. To properly consider its form I drew it in ink, adding water colour and pencil but the colours are drabber than the real

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A Guide to Freestyle or Things to Do in Spring

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These are days of a five kilometre radius but this collage of silver fish, helichrysium setting out to bloom, moths, larks and guide to freestyle all fall within my parameters of possibilities. The Mini? Wheels within wheels. These are days of a five kilometre radius but this collage of silver fish, helichrysium setting out to bloom, moths, larks and

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Such a Ring of Spring -A Winkler in Bovine Time

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Such a Ring of Spring -A Winkler in Bovine Time Image

Frank Winkler has odd times been accused of Muck Raking but categorically denies this saying a Hoe is No Rake, and declares he is an example par excellence of the Hoe’s Progress. Notwithstanding, in his latest pursuit he is in fact up to his knees in Bovung, is a dung that rings a bell in his upstairs department.

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Sand-Glasses and Glacial Paste-Ups

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The patent lack of travel of this last and present year, or what might be a single year that for a moment pretended to be two, mean that for new vistas, and strange perspectives of mountain passes and glacial moraines, need to be a DIY job. Voila, here I’ve made a stay-cation in the Mountains with a side

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Flying Saucerer - Farmhand Fables

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While Bart Brassica is basically in the Sloth of Despondency, as Granny Eggwhistle has it, Frank Winkler has had Carter’s Blanch, and has taken up spruiking that he has mastered the Flying Saucer, otherwise known as the Cymling Squash, once cultivated by none other than Thomas Jefferson, a detail Frank Winkler adds to create an aura of veracity.

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Postcard Landscapes’ Serendipitous Continuities

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September has arrived in Sydney with a waft of jasmine and blue skies, I’ve been making postcards to send out to my Loved Ones -though that evokes Evelyn Waugh’s excellent novel so the expression is inevitably ironic. Watercolour postcards are not in any way sensible - being prone to leaky letter boxes and rain-damp transfers but what is

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Hill of Enzymatic Content and Parboiled Days

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Parboiled days are upon us in Lambertville, and Bart Brassica is indoors moping melancholically with Mr Elli Fun - or Elli NoFun as Mavis Eggwhistle has christened him, and so the farm work is in a state of disarray, the beans having been picked so late they are partially cooked. The stalwart Mr Farmhand has hoed to, and

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Morning light, a Vase ; Zurg looks on in wonder

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Morning light, a Vase ; Zurg looks on in wonder Image

Why is the play of morning light so often surprising? A vintage vase from Lifeline, getting on in years, here shows its spheric form more particularly, the differential softened two-tone shadow, the double dose of different whites, an offset of branches from trees acting like landscape, and then Zurg, the by-stander, standing by. Why is the play of

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Prevailing Sands; An Escher-esque problem of ups and downs.

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When the wind blows from the north east, you get an elevated start on north side of these double sided stairs, but by the law of payback, what silica can do for you, it can subtract later. Still there is a pleasing hidden symmetry and what the wind blows in will blow away. When the wind blows from the

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Manifestly Doing the Job

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It is hard of late to get things done correctly and for them to stay done, but here this Cabinet is so Manifestly Manifested itself as to be a paragon of Purpose and Resolve. The letter box to the right may be for the Cabinet’s fan mail, and is, I suspect, the only Cabinet in Australia that is

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Bart Brassica and the Treacle Down Effect

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For days, nay, over a week now Bart has been trying to speak to this Elefunt, Bart believes the Elefunt exists in a different time scale and due to viscose nature of time, it going so very slowly in Lockdown then suddenly being gone, which Bart calls The Treacle Down Effect, he thinks that it is only the

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The Sorrows of Farming and the Cultivation of Melancholy

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Farmer Bart Brassica has been keeping a vigil with this antique elephant, who, sorrowfully has not spoken to anyone since he lost his companion elephants- they were a chess team, sometime in the 18th century. Some of the elephant’s doleful disregard of anyone else in the room, or the farm for that matter , is famous, and Bart

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Voila! Two views with of winter light with vases, violets and violas

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Should small ensembles of objects, here two make-shift vases, and one antique silver topped canister for hairpins, impractically repurposed for cotton buds, always be in threes? The flowers in winter light seem to have greater depth of colour, but will be gone, like their predecessors in three days no doubt.Should small ensembles of objects, here two make-shift vases,

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Dapper Defined : Lavender Bay’s Best Dressed Chap

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Dapper Defined : Lavender Bay’s Best Dressed Chap Image

On the pleasant stroll around Lavender Bay, once you pass Luna Park’s out loud graphics, there are small sculptures of the magic pudding kind, and last Sunday I caught this fine fellow, tres chic in his plumed scarf, blithely disregarding a fan’s floral homage. Keep your eyes out, there are witty dressers about! On the pleasant stroll around Lavender

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People with Glass Horses - Bart Brassica latest Purchase

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Though Bart Brassica came back from his mysterious disappearance with one more eye than he left with, Mavis Eggwhistle has recently commented that on the memory front, something is missing as Bart’s recall of events is limited to those parts of his life depicted in ‘Select Episodes from the Mr Farmhand Series’, and while life in Lambertville does

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A Case of Red Eyes Over Expressed or Eye-Contact

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Farmer Bart Brassica had claimed that during his years in the wasteland, from which he mysteriously returned with a new left eye was not in any way a hoax or a case of stolen eye-dentity but due to his rigorous work in eye implants. To this end he claims this box of red eyes are a derivative cultured

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Wood Ear Fungus Picnic Spot

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This mini forest-in-retrograde casual placement on the park bench, gloriously and truly decadent, shows with aplomb how hard working fungi and lichens get on with recycling. Tree flotsam at its best. This mini forest-in-retrograde casual placement on the park bench, gloriously and truly decadent, shows with aplomb how hard working fungi ...

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Rocket Science: A wrenching moment for Bart Brassica.

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Of late Bart has taken up ‘forest bathing’ in his Arugula crop, but has a feeling someone is watching. That the arugula, rocket in plain parlance, is as high as corn in July, might have something to do with some growth product which he has enlisted Mr Farmhand to apply, and yes, that is Mr Farmhand in the

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Bart Puts his Big Foot Forward

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With time being what is has been a viscous treacle of days, and a dizzy vortex of weeks, Bart Brassica has decided to put his Foot down, but being reluctant to get too involved in the Mill of Time he has stepped out in his Mail Order Pro-Aesthetic WaterProof Foot. While this appears to be the Right foot,

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Curiosity Cabinet

As a child I thought there was a jewel box hidden in my parent's house, I imagined there was a cache of pink cut glass rings - the ones with adjustable soft metal sizing - laid out in pink foam in the nailed tight plyboard box in my brothers' walk-in robe.

Years later, I realised the box was really the back of the bathroom cabinet. I got a lot of enjoyment out of those pink glass jewels that weren't there. Imaginery treasures are curiously satisfying.

Here is a central point where someone who might be interetested can see what bits of words, some links to work published in journals and ezines, and images that I have made.

Absent Knowledge

We are talking about knowing certain facts,

and he says, I know all that or used to,

it is only that I can’t remember.

Is this not knowing or forgetting

what you know? Perhaps the head holds

a trace of what was there,

perhaps it is there but can’t find

the way out; maybe it was there but left,

or there was a rumour that it was coming

but never did,

like the promised holiday ,

in Pennant Hills. At eight years old

I would lie in bed at night a hardly contained

precipice of anticipation that time

would take me to Pennant Hills and a big house

with a swimming pool. I can see

the façade of the house, the curve

of suburban street, where that house

I never went to might be - or even was.

Though I know I never went, maybe

somewhere, there is an unborn memory

of being there, and I am thwarted by absent knowledge

from enjoying what I did not do.

Carol Jenkins

From Voices from the Meadow Wollongong Workshop Anthology 2007 ( Five Islands Press)

Bambiraptor

The Going Down Swinging # 25 -special double CD edition has at last unwrappped itself in Sydney, with a lauch at the Last Bastion of Civilisation last Wednseday 25 September. I still don't know what is in this CD it apart from my spoken word poem Bambiraptor as I was incarcarated in an invention called Good Mummydom. I hope every one else had a good time at the launch party.

The fossil Bambiraptor’s importance in the evolutional of dexterity and the dissonant name gave me this rave by Blanche (Street Car Named Desire) - here she makes a play for Bambiraptor believing his tough and powerful persona is lined with tenderness, like Stanley. This poem is one of my bids to get fossils to colonise and take over the myth as the substratum of literature.

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