only hours afterwards

Oh my! I have lots of stuff in my files that I need to unload. Its going be non sequential and all over the place.. Lets start with the future ok?

downtown Seoul Aug 2012

                                                                 the future is now

Yes I'm afraid its going to be one of my time traveller posts. Actually, no, I think its going to be more one of those new literary genres where you just appropriate other peoples stuff and illustrate it with random things until you kinda own it and have made it into a new thing entirely...its the future you see....

                                                                 the future is bright!

   "Cloud Installation" Fujiko Nakaya, 2012, 18th Biennale of Sydney

My mum commented that punters should go up to the blue mountains in winter..but hey I really liked it.

the future is uncertain

                                           "Piccolo film decomposto" (Still) Paolo Gioli, 1986, Pompidou

                                                                    back to the future

 So because there's quite a few photos I want you to see and because Ive been writing too many linear, rational things I have decided to pluck a few books at random from the bookcase and just slot them in and they will form the "narrative". Kinda Burroughsy..and lazy..but made slightly more interesting as its not my bookcase and most of its German..so its me and you and the authors and google translate.

Also at Biennale on Cockatoo Island but it was just cool bit of art lying around.. not in official programme.

I guess the artist is anon.

"All is vanity and vexation/

Kaila mantlepiece intstallation

between informal family, mysticism and sexuality/

 Amelia Shaw Bar and Salon (detail), designer  Danielle Brustman.

wind and sea had become too strong/

                   "He dreamed Overtime" Iris Haussler (Independent Pest Control Sydney) 18th Biennale of Sydney,2012.

                                   "Darling" he said "I like your lipstick. Its a new shade isn't it?"

 

shielding eyes so as not to be glamoured by sydney

I am filled with hope/

Another of anon's cool works at Cockatoo Island

Their love, 

                   "Lacrymoires" Latifa Echakhch, 2009, 18th Biennale of Sydney. Although at first looking like 
                                     exquisitely formed crack pipes these are actually vessels to catch your tears. 

                                                                   and their hatred

also something to do with tears...

and their envy

is now perished/

The slightest wind would blow it away/

                               
                                                                 an urge to rest/

                                                                  A dazzled huntsmen

                                                                      secret dreams

                                       

                       "Croix (noire)" Kasimir Malevitch, 1915, Pompidou.

                                                               The war is indeed a misfortune

                     
                                                           but sometimes unavoidable

                      "Portrait du comte St- Genois d'Anneaucourt" Christian Schad, 1927.

                                             All of this cannot detract from the great epic beauty

                                                        we are in Berlin now..this is my front door

                                                                                     And the ocean lashed white/

                                                                       wan -eyes/

Don't be afraid, Don't hesitate

"Elvis Presely Fans in East Berlin" Robert Lebeck, 1960

                                                     
                                                                        The tiger bright.

                                                                 Wo Auch Immer..Wherever

                                                        The Forests. Sleep. Our bond. The new redemption.

And we rise, we rise."

  Peter Handke, Ernst Junger, William Reich, Vladmir Nabakov, Jack London and not so cut out Graham Greene at the end.

Wo Auch Immer! Ha ha no more bad poems for a while I promise....maybe just some more wherever's

doubles

Bonjour!
This is the one of  images for the invitation to a party I'm helping organise that I didn't think would be too suitable but for some reason puts me in a party spirit.  Like your in Slovakia or something and your madly trying to find where the disco is and your friend has just passed out in the field (or maybe that's me) and you're really losing it in your great coat.. Yeah!
Lately I've become a professional party planner (amongst my many other professions)...or perhaps I'm just a dilettante, as this seems to be what many of the fine dilettantes I know spend a lot of time doing.
Anyway hello! its been a while.... Brrring brrring

I wanted to call this post Hemispheres but it sounds like some ponderous "literary" title..(errr maybe it is?!) But I still want it to be about this topic...in that kinda double life, upside down way. North and south, east and west, day for night, moons that wax and wane in different directions, water that get sucked down the drain in the opposite way, autumn,spring. Simultaneous time...lives. Twins.

                                 "Cookie and Millie in Girls room at the Mudd Club, New York City"
                                            Nan Goldin, 1979.

"French Chris at Drive-in, New Jersey" Nan Goldin, 1979

These are some pictures of the all round amazing woman, party girl and maybe dilettante Cookie Mueller. Apart from starring in lots of John Waters films and No Wave cinema and an assortment of NYC downtown plays and being a muse for Nan Goldin, she was also a pretty interesting writer. My favourite story so far is about her and Divine driving in the Provincetown countryside to an op shop in a VW bus and having an accident where it rolls upside down and they scramble out and Divine lifts the whole thing and places back it back the right way. Cookie writes "From that day on I always felt really safe when I was with Divine"

I am using that story because it's, well, adorable and I really like Divine and it also illustrates this post's "themes" in an obscure, roundabout sorta way. I also remembered a poem that I'd read that Cookie Mueller and Richard Hell wrote which also related to this

 transcontinental. discombobulated, alien, double life feeling that I'm trying to get at. Its called "Life Among the Alert in Europe" and I'm not going to use the whole thing as its kind of strange. The "illustrations" today are mostly just random images from my phone and give a vague explanation of what I've been doing lately.....but my doppelgänger will be sending her images at a later date (sun baking on the Amalfi coast and enjoying the spring whilst rehearsing for her opera recital)

From Monty's Last Greatest Show on Earth Party...Tres magnifique!

"Do Shine" from Foreverland exhibition with Michael Needham

An Except form Life Among the Alert in Europe.....by Cookie Mueller and Richard Hell

Detail from "Map of an Englishman", Grayson Perry, 2004

"After NY, the life in Italy, France and unknown

ancient landscapes provide the party who will stay

up late

"Map of an Englishman" Grayson Perry,2004

open

wide oceans

of avenues leading to drifts of being awake

"Niagara Smoking Topless" Cary Loren,1974 and Drawing by Niagara from "Return of the Repressed" Destroy All Monsters exhibition, Prism Gallery, 2011.

and someone you have never met before (in the mirror)

Or perhaps have seen so well (as through a window pane)

Why is it that people look so much better in Europe?

Is it the landscape that sweeps out behind their heads,

Is it the older buildings they stand up against..."

I did warn you it was a bit strange....Anyway back amongst the Alert in Carlton I am admiring the autumn colours again...except its just gone very wintry and blown nearly every lovely yellowey and orangey leaf off every single Europeaney tree in town. Everything is bare and raw, pink and scrawly.

Oh yeah but we were talking about doubles

How many double doubles can we can come up with? Umm lets do the obvious and worst first..double trouble, double jeopardy, double indemnity (wow these are all sounding like bad Hollywood film titles) double jointed, double life (yeah i know I already said this) double entendre (ooh) double cross, double bed, double agent, double bass, double chin, double take, double barrelled, double feature...

From Michael Needham and my "Foreverland" project. This is a a golden rainbow light installation we put on top of 30 storey Park Towers housing estate in South Melbourne. 

Double rainbow....yeah well that's a nice one... and not quite as diabolical as the rest

What does one do when stuck in the role of the less fortunate doppelgänger whose braving the inevitable cold of winter in antipodean shores??...find mushrooms i guess..Oh my, look at this beauty!

From "The Surround" Gabriella Mangano and Silvana Mangano, 2009

I ate it and found myself with her

"Midnight Sun in Norway" Aurora Aspen, 2012

and she was still, perfect, absolutely vivid.