admin May 11th, 2008
Hospital - object writing 26 April
Naked dingy hallways echo ginger footsteps as I’m headed toward the room of light, It’s at the end of the tunnel. They’ve moved him into a more private room, there’s a view over the surrounding country side, it’s like a water colour painting in the half mist that’s left curling around distant lakes, fields and […]
admin May 10th, 2008
Airport
Movie theatre panoramic glass lets me view the ingress of the shiny white missile, nosing in from the neat tarmac along glowing lines of christmas tree lights to the accordion walkway that will soon play its jerky tune. There are clumps of people banded together, some with laughing smiles and heads thrown back, some with […]
admin May 9th, 2008
Hospital - object writing 26 April
Naked dingy hallways echo ginger footsteps as I’m headed toward the room of light, It’s at the end of the tunnel. They’ve moved him into a more private room, there’s a view over the surrounding country side, it’s like a water colour painting in the half mist that’s left curling around distant lakes, fields and […]
admin May 8th, 2008
Doorstep - Object Writing April 30
Made of Stone, it’s a large block, carved , nicked, worn smooth, like a sea stone. Rickety door with brass handle, that turns round and round like a playground roundabout until it grips and the bites. A gloomy passage with no internal lights, walking into a kitchen of dulled intensity. Dull English mid-afternoon late summer […]
admin May 7th, 2008
Hotel room
The bed is covered in a floral patterned quilt that hangs down over the edges like a weeping willow over the bank of a river. I throw the cold electronic key onto the dull surface of the bench, it makes a dull clunk. Like the sound of my body wanting to rest, I collapse onto the firm […]
admin May 6th, 2008
Hotel room
The bed is covered in a floral patterned quilt that hangs down over the edges like a weeping willow over the bank of a river. I throw the cold electronic key onto the dull surface of the bench, it makes a dull clunk. Like the sound of my body wanting to rest, I collapse onto the firm […]
admin May 5th, 2008
Bulletin Board - Object writing - April 27
Largely ignored it snores away just behind me as I ‘ m making a cup of strong black tea, sort of looming behind me , wanting to tap me on the shoulder. I pull down the flat red flap of the hot water dispenser which gurgles and hisses out a measure of water, being very […]
admin May 4th, 2008
Library
It’s a long stop-start drive out to Monash Uni, but, that’s where the musty tomes I require reside. After hunting the parking lot for a deserted space, I crunch over oven dried yellow stalks of grass and then the unforgiving concrete apron before star trek doors whisper open.As the doors slipper shut, I feel a […]
admin May 3rd, 2008
Automatic pilot - object Writing 28 April
My car is flying along the road and I’m on automatic pilot, stern hands grip the convulsing wheel and reactions flow without notice, my mind in a thousand zones at once, but the unconscious one is fixed in place, on automatic pilot.My uniform is not starched dark blue, no raised rivulets or captains wings on […]
admin May 2nd, 2008
Waterfront - object writing April 29
A low rumbling toot vibrates the sleepy morning molecules as another container ship with leggo blocks of goods slips out of port. Automated gigantor cranes pick up more blocks and build another town on the top of another ship. The deep oily green water flaps against decaying barnacled pylons on the disused wharf.This is somewhere […]
