Oil Recovery

Hi. I've been absent. Going through a creative dry spot and not really wanting to blog about it.

Today I'm coming down with a cold, and had ample excuse to curlup on the couch and watch many episodes of Antiques Roadshow back to back... but for some inexplicable reason I took myself, my sore throat and a camera out to take photos. Just here around the town flats.

Made in Australia (an ancient and weathered water ski)

It is amazing how much great stuff you see when you are in the right frame of mind and when your eyes are tuned in to 'seeing'. I love that feeling.

Keogh's Bench

Last week I went to Brisbane for work. It was nice to have a change of scenery and I can certainly understand the people who have told me that you need to 'get out' every 3 months or so. This is such a small, isolated town... you can lose your perspective really fast and start thinking Gove is the centre of the universe and get pissed off about things that really don't matter. I wasn't at that point, but I can see that it could happen ... hell, in my job I see plenty of instances where it has already happened!!

In Brisbane I caught up with my old friends Monica and Matt and their baby, Kate. Kate is totally georgous, just scrumptious. Monica and Matt were great, taking me out for coffee and shopping at Spotlight...and Mon took me to a great underwear shop where I stocked up for the coming months. This climate is hard or undies and there is nothing even vaguely resembling a lingerie shop in town. Thanks M+M+K.

Spinners and Handweavers of Gove ( I peeked in the window, the building seems to be very unused, but there looms and/or spinning wheels in there...)

So. What do I know? I know that I desperately need to go into a phase of 'observation'. I want to create... I really do, but I can't do it out of thin air. I need material. I know this.

I had sort of been thinking that since I'm up in the Territory that I should be focusing on nature etc. But every time I think this, I feel magnetically drawn to the couch. The idea of going out into the bush, in the humidity, getting bitten by insects and ants ... seems to put a dampner on my enthusiasm. Hmmmm.