She Does Mondays

2016/09/30

This exhibition, coordinated by Redcliffe artist Ally W. and featuring contributions from around the world, seeks to throw off the shackles of “Mondayitis” culture and embrace the hope and reinvention of a new week. If you find yourself in South-East Queensland, Australia, the Stage Door Gallery will enchant and inspire you from 21 September – 18 October, with the up-late event on 14 October. Most, if not all, of the works in She Does Mondays are for sale, including my photo-poetry series, Escapement. There are also postcards available from each of the contributing artists.

Free admission.

She Does Mondays poster


30 January 2012

2012/01/30

Half-way through the newspaper, the garden encroaches, a slow, bursting flood of green and red and yellow. He keeps his eyes intent upon the pages, but his grip is tight. As the clearing shrinks, his long beard will grow whiter as the pages grow yellow, and when the dark, dense thicket closes over him, he will finish the last page, fold the paper in half, add it to the stack and lay his head upon it once again.


So much more than just the next mr oCean gig

2010/06/12


Further adventures in art…

2010/02/21

Yes, I am sorry; I am being evasive and/or lazy in telling you about other people’s endeavours instead of posting my own. But I would be failing in my duty of care in neglecting to inform you of things that will make your lives richer, would I not?

And if you’d like a small shot of mr oCean writing, you can wander over to A Handful of Stones (and please browse further; I thoroughly enjoy that blogzine).

But once you’re done there, if you’re in Brisbane, I heartily suggest you get yourself along to check out Bettina Walsh’s exhibition, Dreamscapes.

You might know her from such fine endeavours as illustrating Zenobia Frost‘s heart-fluttering volume, The Voyage. If you do not yet know her, well, this is the perfect opportunity, no? You might also like to whet your appetite at her deviantART page, where her piece, “Of Dreams and Nightmares” had me exclaiming aloud.

And please be patient, dear reader. There are poems coming!