November 2009

I’ve just spent the weekend with my mother, and there’s nothing quite like 48hrs of “Are you warm enough? Are you sure? Have you got a jacket just in case?”, “Why would you go for a run now? – It might rain (sometime this decade), & you might slip over/break your leg/die”, etc to polarise [...]

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That’s not a statement, that’s a name.  Although actually, it’s also a statement.
We go back, and we cross continents.  I believe in any true friendship there’s always a defining moment when you realise it’s the shiznit, and for Ms Rock and I that was the time in London when I was stood up again by [...]

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Sitting this morning sipping my Sunday morning coffee, I flicked through the paper and cast my mind back over last night: BBQ – Good?  Check, no spillages, no faux pas rating higher than a 6:  Drink at the pub on the way home – Good?  Check, aargh – memory flash, leaning in to make chit [...]

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Of all the things I could justifiably seek therapy for, and there is a list, my disproportionate love for Paris over any other city would have to be near the top.  Long before I ever landed at Charles De Gaulle or had my first rude treatment from a french waiter, I was obsessed with the place.
So blind [...]

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For those of us in Melbourne today, it’s stinking out there.  What is it – a hundred degrees??  I can tell you that the only thing separating me from the tonic in my fridge and the gin on my shelf until now has been the fact I needed to draw something to go with these [...]

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It’s day 4 of this cold and frankly it’s shitting me.  I am on my fourth box of tissues, and my nose looks like something off Amy Winehouse’s face.  Actually my whole face does.
Despite this, I still attended the Lloyd Cole show at Thornbury Theatre tonight, having bought the tickets about 3 years ago, and [...]

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So there I was tapping away last week writing the Patsyfox newsletter and wondering what the hell was that great about this week anyway, when I receive an e-mail from Yasuko Kurono, the Japanese artist behind the TOYS (Take Off Your Skin) performance art which I so lovingly documented in pencil & paper recently… The [...]

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When I do something I like to think that I do it well.  So when it came to the recent advice given to me to work a bit less, be a bit less disciplined, and have a lot more fun, this was no exception – I threw myself into it wholeheartedly.  Consequently, work and discipline [...]

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