Deeply Weird Passing

I SUCK AT THIS

2010-07-13T19:57:00.001+10:00

I am perhaps the least proloifc blogger in christendom, I will try to rectify this.

Catchup

2010-03-18T23:18:00.010+10:00

So last time I was here was about a year ago, bitching about flying to Perth...

since then stuff happened.

I finished touring for Bell, traveled around Australia with a Burlesque Troupe,

wrote a show, put it on, got rave reviews,

went to hospital, canceled the rest of the season,

went to Europe, hated the Netherlands,

(except for my bungalow)

loved Berlin

and Paris,

came home, had christmas (meh),

put on the show again at the largest fringe festival in the southern hemisphere (it went well) and got a nice gig with Windmill Theatre performing in Grug.

Now to try to keep this thing up to date and use it like I intended to - Postcards from the best of all possible worlds.Like Eno said.

Stuff like this.

A curated space for thoughts and the things I want to have in the world I want to live in. (Not America, just a world full of beautiful minds and artefacts).

Stimuli - Postcard from the best of all pssible worlds.

2010-03-18T23:14:00.000+10:00

boat by Charbage

dear berlin

2009-12-05T03:04:00.008+10:00

dear berlin,

please stop being so awesome. it is becoming hard to comprehend leaving you. your food is awesome, your people are both lovely and helpful and you are, on the whole, fairly attractive in a "cute punky girl with big black-framed glasses" sort of way. so. well done.

Airliner Boredom

2009-05-23T18:01:00.001+10:00

The flight to Perth, which is almost the same as the flight to Singapore, is terminally (no airport jokes intended) boring. This is not helped by the horror that is "He's Just Not That Into You" for inflight entertainment (although the over-dubbed swearing is fun).

This has meant that I have spent time programming curse-words into my phone, getting damaged on in-flight G&Ts and trying to concentrate so hard that I manage to pull this whole cabin and it's occupants foward in space and time by another two and a half hours...

It's more than an hour later and I am so bored that I have put nicknames for everyone into my contact list.

This is hell. I am beginning to worry about flying to Europe at the end of the year.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

A Goodbye

2009-05-09T22:32:00.001+10:00

Well Canberra, it's been...ok it's been a...oh fuck it, it's been average. Congratulations on your pretty trees and amazing museums and galleries, but it's time you did something about the rampant poverty and crime and the whole "there's nothing to do" problem. Oh yeah some sort of sex ed. program might sort out the whole teenage mums with blank faces and screaming children thing you have going on.

Ok your Wig and Pen micro-brewery is pretty good too.

So yeah, let's do it again in another six years.

It's been...average.

XO Lucas.

P.S. I think your weather is great and I envy your four distinct seasons, I just wish you weren't so beige.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

The Mighty Logo

2009-04-04T19:45:00.002+10:00

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Great Quote

2009-04-01T20:07:00.001+10:00

" There's no reason for wanting to do these things other than sheer curiosity. Which is what all art is about, really. It's the process by which we rehearse the only human advantage, which is imagination - the ability to concieve of things being different from the way they actually are.
A recent idea that I've been playing with a lot is this notion that art is one of the ways we drag ourselves into the future. Imagine you create an object that is a little tiny piece of the world that you can imagine existing. You can't build the whole world but you can build this thing that belongs in that world. So that becomes a little reference to you. You can pull yourself Foward on that. This is an idea I've been trying to clarify." Brian Eno, Word Magazine issue 30, August 2005 p91.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

Poster Idea Number One

2009-04-01T19:48:00.001+10:00

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I was hoping for zombies, but torrential rain will do

2009-03-31T14:39:00.000+10:00

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Thought for the day

2009-03-28T13:15:00.001+10:00

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Feeling fuzzy

2009-03-27T22:20:00.001+10:00

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Death to Australia Post

2009-03-26T11:50:00.001+10:00

What is the point of regular mail if it isn't guaranteed to arrive? I might as well give passing hobos my mail. So it turns out that if you want to know that your parcels will actually get there you have to pay extra. That's like ordering a meal and then the waiter expecting something extra to convey it to the table safely.Fuuuucccckkkkkkkk!

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

To begin at the beginning

2009-03-21T21:36:00.001+10:00

Reading Under Milk Wood for the millionth time I am struck, yet again by the wonderful, universal, damp, romantic, sweet sadness - the sheer humanity of Thomas' verse.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

2009-03-19T22:44:00.002+10:00

Yeah I love my house.

The view from the gate - ours is the right hand side on the ground floor.

The entire place as viewed from the doors to the courtyard. Note the bed on the mezanine at the top of the image, the living area in the foreground, the bathroom in the background to the left and the kitchen to the right.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

Life in my new temporary home

2009-03-19T10:36:00.001+10:00

There are much worse places to be than where I have landed this time. For now home is a studio in Potts Point in a Victorian Townhouse. Mild heaven. Photos soon.

-- Posted at large from the outside.

Storms

2009-03-16T18:07:00.000+10:00

Again the thunder and total blackness combined with sirens make it feel like the end of the world. Now all I need is Tom Waits and Kronos Quartet and I'm ready for the show.

-- Posted at large from the outside world.

2007-12-30T11:58:00.000+10:00

So christmas has been survived again, thankyou to all who tried to kill me with food and drink over the festy season.

As I lie in bed considering the beginning of a new year and my impending 30th birthday the wind rages outside in a fittingly apocolyptic way. I'm never fond of New Years - which seems to be full of the desperate urge to shed the seaweed of the year and look foward with a frenzied optimisim that will be dashed as the light of January first starts to hurt your hungover eyes on its long march to giving your brain a good kicking.

So instead I've decided to look at reasons to be cheerful about 2008 from a pop-cultural perspective.

The Dark Knight.

More of Darwyn Cooke's New Frontier

2007-12-12T23:08:00.000+10:00

Pushing out beyond the web 2.0 apps that everyone loves so much and foraying back into the distant past of the early '00s I've decided that I need a blog. No more fucking travelling bears and chain letters, no more people I don't care to phone or see often sharing photos of their children - nope just shit that I think is cool. So there it is my first post - only seven years behind the zeitgeist...