Poet, director and camera wrangler John Bennett and John Laidler, musician (Okapi Guitar Band), editor & sound engineer (www.cutsnakestudio.com).
This is Where ~ Three Days in October
‘The bush’ is a mythic strategy of white Australia belonging
Baligin, a video commissioned in September, 2016.
Amber – a very short song!
Every morning, Eos rises from her golden throne, opens the gates of heaven and announces the coming of the sun and a new day when anything can happen.
Eos is a little Zen with a ‘beginner’s mind’, open and receptive to reality like a child’s.Eos is more primal than poetry ; she goes to the heart of the matter, being alive, a breathing sensate being.
‘Were it not for shadows, there would be no beauty.” Junichiro Tanizaki, In Praise of Shadows.
Eos rails against technology while using it. We are immersed in a technological world, ‘Modern machines are quintessentially microelectronic devices: they are everywhere and they are invisible . . . Writing, power, and technology are old partners in Western stories of the origin of civilisation, but miniaturisation has changed our experience of mechanism.’ Donna Haraway 
But there is a time and a place – we need more time and s/pace away from technology. ‘In fact there can be no divorce between science and technology, on the one hand, and art, on the other, any more than there can be a divorce between art and the forms of social life.’ Susan Sontag 
 Donna Haraway, ‘A Cyborg Manifesto: Science, Technology, and Socialist-Feminism in the Late Twentieth Century’ in Simians, Cyborgs and Women: The Reinvention of Nature, Routledge, 1991
 Susan Sontag, ‘On Culture and the New Sensibility’, in Against Interpretation, Dell Publishing, 1966.
In 1980-81 I snuck into China. The streets of Shanghai were sticky with mud, the Bund dilapidated, its mercantile buildings from heroic Gothic to flash Art Deco requisitioned as flats. Washing flapped from the filthy balconies and windows in the Huangpu River’s breeze.
Tracking the Tank Stream
For perhaps 40,000 years people camped here
I’m looking for a single weed
We are exiled from the earth
I’m looking for signs of life.
Memorial – from Camperdown, Sydney to World War 1
My great uncle died on the first day of Passchendaele
avoiding the worst fighting of the whole war. I’m only here
because his fiancé married his younger brother John.
Sisyphus surfing, NSW
Deep Creek, Valla on a full moon
Conoiseuer of Dawn, Dawn chorus Blue poles, with poem
Song Starting with Air, haiku with William Barton on didgeridoo
Harmony with the Breeze – Kinetic sculpture
Kozo Nishino, from Sculpture by the Sea, Bondi (2008), with kestrel and poem informed by the myth of Icarus.
The Art of Breakfast
The nature of art and everyday practice, Suzhou
Erik Satie the Precursor Pt 1
Documentary on the most extraordinary and eccentric of 20th century composers.
Erik Satie the Precursor Pt 2
Greek Gods on Letterbox Beach, Valla, NSW
The Piano man, anon
a found poem in the shape of a piano
from a CD of a series of partly found poems about piano music
A helpline set up to identify a mystery man who stunned carers
by giving a virtuoso classical piano performance has been inundated with calls.
Bowerbird Collaboration, Bundanon
Introduction to a poetic experiment / collaboration with a male Satin Bowerbird in Arthur Boyd’s garden at Bundanon. Will the bird readmy poetry and essays?
A philosophy video
A short introduction to phenomenology and embodiment